Ye ChuChu walked aimlessly all the time. She didn't know how long it took her to get home, maybe an hour or two, or even longer, but she felt as if it had been a century.

Rain is still under, say big, say small, the day has been gray.

When the next intersection is home, ye ChuChu stops numbly and looks at the house she lives in. She is in a trance. Will it really become her home tomorrow?

A home without Gu Liangchen, a home for her and an Ziyan?

She just stood there and watched until it was getting dark. Then she moved and walked into the room.

When she pushed open the door of the yard and went in, she was immediately startled. In the dark, an Ziyan sat at the door, neither holding an umbrella nor turning on the light, letting the rain get wet and the rain slide down his hair.

It's very dark. Ye ChuChu can't see the expression on his face clearly, but the moment she comes in, his body moves. He looks up at her and looks at her all the time.

"An Ziyan?" Ye ChuChu tentatively called him, but he still sat there, motionless, as if he didn't hear her voice.

Although ye ChuChu felt that he was not right, he didn't care about anything else. He walked into him with an umbrella, squatted down and said anxiously, "it's raining. Why don't you go in, an Ziyan? Get up, let's go first... "

But before she finished her words, he reached out and hugged her tightly. His cold temperature made ye ChuChu's body tremble slightly. He must have been in the rain for a long time, otherwise his temperature would not be so low.

An Ziyan held her hand tightly again and again, as if she would disappear as soon as she let go. It was dark around. Ye ChuChu still couldn't see his face clearly, but he didn't forget to call him into the room.

"Ziyan, what are you doing? Shall we go into the house first? " She whispered.

He still doesn't move, his face is deeply buried in her white neck, so he doesn't move and doesn't speak. When ye ChuChu is ready to call him in again, he finally opens his mouth.

His voice is a little hoarse, very low very light way: "I thought you will not come back..."

Yes, when he came out and saw only the umbrella on one side, he knew that she had gone with Gu Liangchen. He knew very well who ye ChuChu was in love with. He had been waiting. He thought she would never come back.

Ye ChuChu had a dull pain in her chest. After a long time, she stopped and hugged an Ziyan from behind. She held back her sour eyes. Her voice pretended to be relaxed and said, "idiot, you and the children are here. How can I not come back? And tomorrow is our wedding..."

Ye ChuChu put his face on his shoulder, thought about it, and explained, "I'm sorry, I just..."

An Ziyan's mouth rose weakly and interrupted her next words. Her voice was still flat, and she couldn't hear a trace of emotion. She said: "it's OK, just come back, just come back."

Really, as long as she comes back.

Ye ChuChu suppressed the bitterness in his heart, forced himself to put away the confusion in his heart, and answered him with a low voice, "well, I'm back."

An Ziyan didn't speak any more, so she held her all the time, and her strength never slacked a bit. The rain was still falling, and one by one, ticking on the umbrella above their heads.

Gradually, his clothes soaked in the rain also wet ye ChuChu's half dry clothes. The cold touch made ye ChuChu's body shiver. Then he came back and slowly released her. His cold fingertips touched her cheek and said softly, "let's go first."