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"Weiwei, baby, I must let you know that you are the wife I Zhuo Yixuan married. Don't hide from me, you can't hide." said Zhuo Yixuan. Zhuo Yixuan wanted to hold Xu Weiwei thousands of miles away from him. He didn't allow Xu Weiwei to resist himself like this.

"Zhuo Yixuan, big villain, annoying ghost, don't force me any more. Don't come any closer." Xu Weiwei's heart was full of fear, full of reluctance and resistance. Zhuo Yixuan is very distressed. He can't accept that Xu Weiwei resists himself. He has always called the wind and rain. Now he just wants to conquer Xu Weiwei

Xu Weiwei was frightened to cry by Zhuo Yixuan. Her pink face was full of pear flowers and rain. At this time, she was particularly lovable and completely like a child. Zhuo Yixuan, who had just dragged Xu Weiwei into her arms, couldn't bear to see Xu Weiwei's tears. "It seems that I always hurt you." then, Zhuo Yixuan lovingly wiped Xu Weiwei's tears with her slender white transparent fingers in the light, but Xu Weiwei's tears, like beads on a broken line, couldn't stop falling down. Zhuo Yixuan hugged her in his arms and let Xu Weiwei's tears wet her shirt chest. Zhuo Yixuan coaxed Xu Weiwei, "OK, baby, don't cry." he comfortingly stroked Xu Weiwei's long seaweed hair. Time at this moment is still like heaven. Zhuo Yixuan hopes to hold Xu Weiwei in his arms forever. He wishes he could be white headed and never separate overnight.

Zhuo Yixuan was soft hearted at this moment. Xu Weiwei took the opportunity to kick him to the ground and escape his imprisonment. Xu Weiwei quickly ran back to the house.

Zhuo Yixuan, who had passed the God, rushed to catch up and smashed the door with all his strength. The servant looked at the scene, terrified and submissive. He didn't know what had happened, which made the young master suddenly angry. He was quiet and didn't dare to say more. He had to observe secretly and observe his words and expressions quietly.

No matter how Zhuo Yixuan knocked on the door, she wouldn't open it. "Xu Weiwei, you come out for me. You're great. Play the routine with me and open the door..." "Zhuo Yixuan, you go. I don't want to see you. I'll never open the door for you. You'll die."

"Xu Weiwei, I haven't seen the Yellow River yet. I won't give up." "Zhuo Yixuan, it's useless. Don't knock again." "Xu Weiwei, I'll give you one last chance. I'll count to three. If you don't open the door again, I'll unload it."

"One..." "don't open it if you can't open it"

"Two......" there was no sound in the room. Zhuo Yixuan was close to the door to listen to the sound inside. Only Xu Weiwei sobbed.

"Three......" there was still no echo in the room, only a rustle. Zhuo Yixuan's few patience had been exhausted at this time.

Zhuo Yixuan did what he said, took off the door lock and entered.

In the room, the moonlight flows slowly like running water, which makes the white Xu Weiwei more immortal, like an illusion. At this time, Zhuo Yixuan is more afraid of losing Xu Weiwei at any time. Xu Weiwei's sleeves and skirts are flying in the night wind. Zhuo Yixuan wants to reach out and touch her, as if she can't touch her.

Xu Weiwei angrily opened the French window on the terrace in the room, "Zhuo Yixuan, I warn you, don't come over." Xu Weiwei was completely frightened and overwhelmed by Zhuo Yixuan's sudden intrusion. At this time, she was full of fear of Zhuo Yixuan's arrogance.

The night breeze seems to build an invisible wall between them, which is the gap they can never cross.

Seeing that Zhuo Yixuan was still indifferent, Xu Weiwei stood in a stalemate at the door and stared at herself. Xu Weiwei only felt that such Zhuo Yixuan gave herself an invisible sense of oppression, which made her out of breath and Suffocated at any time, "Zhuo Yixuan, isn't it? No matter what I do, I can't escape your five finger mountain. What do you want from me? Let me go and myself." Xu Weiwei's back is facing the mountains and rivers. Her hair flying in the night wind blurs her face, and Zhuo Yixuan's face is not real in her sight.

Xu Weiwei turned around, turned her back to Zhuo Yixuan and looked up at the stars. The city is shining neon, gorgeous and empty. Lonely people, revel all night, brightly lit and sleepless. Zhuo Yixuan is about to rush towards Xu Weiwei.

"Zhuo Yixuan, if you get close to me again, I'll jump down." Xu Weiwei's tone is indisputable. Her eyes are firm and resolute. She looks directly at Zhuo Yixuan.

"Weiwei, good, don't be impulsive. I won't go there. Come down quickly..." As he spoke, Zhuo Yixuan retreated step by step. At this time, it was raining outside, and the wind mixed with cool rain poured into the room from the wide open window. The cold and chill of the room. Xu Weiwei's thin silhouette in the night was like a ghost. The mountain rain was coming, and the wind filled the building. She was shaky in the wind and rain. Another gust of wind, Xu Weiwei coughed a few times.

Zhuo Yixuan and Xu Weiwei were still in a stalemate. Finally, Zhuo Yixuan lost the battle, "Weiwei, good, come down quickly. Don't catch a cold. I'll go. I'll go now."

Xu Weiwei looked at Zhuo Yixuan incredulously. It seemed that her line of sight was going to shoot through him. It seemed that she wanted to distinguish some true and some false from his face, whether it was false or false.

At this time, the servant also ran over, "madam, come down quickly. Young master, he really cares about you. Come down quickly. Your body is weak. It's both wind and rain. Don't freeze your body."

Xu Weiwei glared at Zhuo Yixuan angrily. Her eyes were already big. At the moment, they were like black Zhuo stones and shining meteors, burning out the last energy.

After a long time, Zhuo Yixuan finally gave up, "Weiwei, I've never won love." Zhuo Yixuan was dressed in black and swayed in the wind and rain. The moment he turned around, it was like a depressed life. At that moment, Xu Weiwei clearly saw the boundless bleak and rebellious like him in his arrogance. When did he retreat step by step? Xu Weiwei closed her eyes, Memory surged like a flood. The disordered fragments of memory made her indescribable. She hugged her suddenly painful and splitting head. The servant hurriedly ran to help Xu Weiwei down the windowsill, helped her to the bed, closed the window and blocked the wind and rain of the whole world outside. Xu Weiwei felt the warmth of the bedding from all directions, as if the storm had never existed or happened.

Zhuo Yixuan ordered the servant to lock the door, and then came back and ordered the servant: "remember to tell her I'm leaving the next day." "young master, you care so much about your wife, although you don't say a lot of things, but..." no need. "Zhuo Yixuan looked at Xu Weiwei's closed door again, and then went out, put up an umbrella and threw into the wind and rain outside the house.

Xu Weiwei listened to the sound outside the door and heard Zhuo Yixuan go out and leave. Why did she suddenly feel that her body was pulled away and lost in weightlessness.