Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 184 Do you really have the heart?

Chapter 14 Do you really have the heart?

There are so many piles, she picks and eats, and she is not a doctor, how would she know, Xia Sha rubbed her nose again, randomly picked out a few slices from it, poured herself a glass of water, and then sat at the table beside her , What the eyes see is still the clear rain curtain. I don't know how long it will take for this rain to end.

After drinking the medicine, she yawned. Cold medicine always has the effect of making people drowsy. She cheered up and took out her textbook, and returned that she still had some homework to do. After waiting like this every day, her homework also It can only be completed at this time. Although the school rules of Holy Night School are very humane, as a student, she still has to do the most basic homework.

I don't know how long it took, she put down the pen in her hand, rubbed her eyes, and finished, but today's time has passed, she is looking forward to tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day in the future.

They finally met, just recognized each other, but it still took a long time.

And Wenhui was already lying on the bed and fell asleep at this time, she always focused on doing things, as long as she did one thing, she had to make herself fall asleep.

Xia Sha stood up and looked at the watch on the wall. It wasn't too late, but it was time to rest. Maybe today's dream would be good, maybe.

It's still raining outside, and this year's rain is really too much.

In a Gaoji restaurant, there were three outstanding men sitting in the same position. It had been a long time since they sat alone drinking tea like this.

Feng Jingchen leaned on the high-profile leather chair, stretched his legs, very casually and naturally.

An Moran held a teacup in his hand. He always only drank tea and rarely touched coffee, while Lu Junhao sat there without saying a word. Occasionally, his eyes would fall on the umbrella on the other side. , if he remembers correctly, this umbrella belongs to Xia Sha, but why did it suddenly appear in An Moran's hands? An Moran has never liked to open umbrellas. This umbrella belonged to that woman, and he was not very uncomfortable.It was as if something that belonged to me was taken away abruptly.

"Junhao, did we offend you? Why are you so angry, even your eyes are on fire," Feng Jingchen straightened his back slightly, and joked with Lu Junhao that he was not afraid of death. Anyway, he always joked like this, and , He didn't speak either, since An Moran came in, when he saw the umbrella in his hand, he had such an expression, there was nothing wrong with that umbrella, the problem was only the owner of the umbrella.

Harley Quinn, it turns out that you will have a lot of influence on Lu Junhao.He thought that this person with a blunt temper would only care about Ouyang Man's affairs, but it turned out that he also cared about other people.For example, the ugly woman now.

Lu Junhao raised his head, just swept Feng Jingchen lightly, and the tightly clenched hands on his body relaxed slightly, he was really too abnormal recently.

"The umbrella belongs to Xia Sha." An Moran didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and said something that everyone knew. Lu Junhao's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he felt that way again. Knowing is one thing, letting others say it Getting out is another matter.

Could it be that Xia Sha wants to be the second Ouyang Man, his black eyes are darker than the weather outside due to the constant wind and rain.

"She just gave me an umbrella," An Moran continued, as if she knew what Lu Junhao was thinking at this time?
He didn't want to explain, and he would never explain anything, but unexpectedly, this time, he made an exception and gave An Moran an explanation.

Feng Jingchen looked at the two people, and then leaned back on the back of the chair. It was nothing to do with it. He just wanted to watch the show. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him. However, his heart suddenly became a little boring. , he is often like this, I don't know if he is young and handsome, but he has aged prematurely.

"Junhao, give up," An Moran said suddenly, he put down the blue and white cup in his hand, and fixed his eyes on Lu Junhao who had been expressionless.

Give up, what to give up, which one to give up, Ouyang Man, or Xia Sha.

"Impossible," Lu Junhao's thin lips parted slightly, but the words he spit out were as cold and hard as his expression at this time.He won't give up, never will.

"Really?" An Moran's fingers lightly stroked the edge of the cup on the table, his voice was still as calm as before, no matter what time it was, he always looked like this, making it impossible to guess whether he was Think about something.

"Then you go ahead," he lightly lowered his long and curly eyelashes, blocking everything in front of him, as well as the emotions in his own eyes.

What he said can only be here. If one day he regrets it, then no matter how much he regrets it, he will not be able to go back to the past. If it hurts, it hurts, no matter it is to her or anyone else, it is hurt.

He stood up, just looked up at the umbrella on the side, there was only one, but it felt a little lonely, that kind of light blue, very much like the corners of the girl's clothes that kept flying in the rain, like an umbrella. Like a blue butterfly, broken into a butterfly, I don't know if this idiom can be used on her.

"I'm leaving, you guys go on," he said, and walked out without looking back, Feng Jingchen also stood up, "I really don't want to play at all, let's go too," he said, However, the eyes are also a bit dimmed. They have been walking too fast recently, so fast that they didn't realize that the relationship between them is also slowly changing.

But this kind of change is only bad, not good, the relationship between them is getting weaker and weaker, and they can't go back to the past.

"Got it," Lu Junhao looked at the sky outside, it was already too dark to see everything, only through the blinds, he could clearly see the transparent raindrops on the glass, and there were more of them as they disappeared.

Feng Jingchen strode outside, but he also glanced at Lu Junhao with a complicated expression. Of course, there is also the umbrella on the ground, such a simple woman, such a woman who loves you, Junhao, you Can you really be cruel to hurt?
Maybe it was before, then, now, do you still do it.

Maybe among the few of us, you are really the most cold-blooded.

The light blue tone, so fresh, so natural, really resembles that person, I don't know if you will really perfectly destroy this color, so that it no longer exists.

Do you really have the heart?

If it was him, what if it was him, he shook his head, walking in the rain, the rain fell down his face from time to time onto his collarbone, bringing a burst of coldness.It was really unbearable for him.

(End of this chapter)