Chapter 1366

She lifted her legs and sat down in a chair with her knees in her arms. She thought about the party today and the scene in the toilet.

His evil eyes, hot breathing;

his words;

every time he hit the wall.

Think of it, her heart inexplicably with a little bit of pain.

When the scene will block her in the bathroom to ask those, in the end is because of what?

I haven't seen you for a few years, but I met again and asked those inexplicable questions.

He

Just thinking about it, a prompt pops up in the lower right corner, which is the mailbox sent by Jiang Tang.

This old class, it's one o'clock and still not sleeping, so I sent the photos.

White tea sit straight body, pick up the mouse point to open the mailbox, download the attachment, open a photo on the desktop.

Then her hands were a little stiff.

In physical education class, she is turning double strokes, and the teenager in sports clothes stands under her and looks at her, holding her hands to prevent her from falling;

in the debate contest, she stands and talks, and he sits by, drinking water and looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

She and Zhou Chunxi walked in front of each other to talk, while the teenager lazily walked behind, and his eyes fell on her.

Bai Cha couldn't believe her self indulgence. She looked around, picked up a pen and pressed it to the computer screen. She pressed it out from the young man's sight.

At that end, it's her.

Not Zhou Chunxi.

"Patta."

The pen fell from her hand, white tea staring at the screen, head blank.

The rain outside the window seemed to hit her heart.

How could it be.

It's not like this in my memory, nor in my last life

How could Bai Cha couldn't believe it. She flipped through the photos desperately. Her memory seemed to deviate from what she thought. In almost all the photos, as long as they were collective, the young people's eyes fell on her, smiling, silent and quiet.

How could that be?

That's not exactly what she remembers.

She went through the picture again, and it was the same.

In the photo, she was in the gaze of the young man from the front to the back without self-examination

When it comes to the occasion.

How many secrets do you have?

White tea will be buried between the fingers, was surprised by their own discovery, surprised heart in bursts of contraction.

"Pa!"

She slammed on the computer, trying to dig out those memories that she didn't pay attention to, but couldn't dig them out.

The world seemed to fall suddenly in front of her, overturning all her cognition.

Her breath grew longer.

For a long time, white tea just stood up from the desk, a person went to the window, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, looked out.

The square under the streetlights is empty. There is no one left. The raindrops fall off the line and splash on the ground in the dim yellow light. The road is like yellow memory film, which is being trampled by the rain.

White tea stands there, looking out at the heavy rain, long eyelashes slightly convergence.

After watching for a long time, she reached out and drew the curtain. Just before it closed, she dropped her eyes and was stunned.

On the huge square, a lonely figure sat on the bench.

He sat there, no umbrella, just sitting quietly, motionless, I don't know how long, the light in the rain fell on him, like a fool.

When it comes to the occasion.

White tea was stunned to see, long eyelashes trembled, suddenly ran out, a heart has never been so crazy to jump.

Rushing out of the elevator, she rushed out of the hotel lobby, grabbed a black umbrella at the door, opened it and ran out.

The shoes made a piercing sound in the rain.

"When it comes to the occasion!"

She called out to him.

The man sitting on the bench was soaked with rain, and his handsome face was covered with rain and fog.

Hearing the sound, his body was shocked when he met the scene. He raised his eyelashes and swept off the water drops on his eyelashes. His dark eyes looked straight in her direction.

It's unguarded.

White tea saw the sadness in his eyes, and it was heartbreaking.

But the next second, the scratch gradually became crazy.

When the scene suddenly stood up from the bench, strode toward her, aggressively, white tea subconsciously step back, the umbrella in his hand was suddenly snatched by him.

He propped the umbrella over her head.

"Are you ok? Why are you sitting alone in the rain?" She looked at him in amazement.

When the scene, low eyes staring at her, eyes pressure surge, voice very heavy, "remember you before placed in my living room that photo?"

Previous photos?

White tea Leng next, then nod, "remember."

That's a picture they took backstage of the debate. Five people, she, he, Zhou Chunxi, Ling Yu and WAN Cheng.Today, the old class also sent it.

"It's true that the people you like are inside, isn't it?" He asked in a strong voice.

"Ah?"

White tea silly eyes, this no head no brain of ask what?

What's the matter with him?

"Do you like Wancheng?" He didn't care about her question at all. He threw out one question after another, staring at her with black eyes, as if she would not let him go if she didn't answer.

Smell speech, white tea more silly, "how possible."

"Is that Ling Yu?" He fixed his eyes on her urgently and continued to ask aggressively.

White tea head is big, "more impossible, what's the matter with you today, why have you been asking..."

When the scene, black eyes look at her hard, slender fingers suddenly loose, the umbrella hit the ground, a pull her into the arms, bow to kiss her lips, block up her unfinished words.

Fierce rain suddenly hit down, white tea was drenched eyes are not open, warm lips instantly down.

Her heart was shocked to open a way, was drenched in the rain, some pain, some acid.

One of his hands pressed hard on the back of her head to keep her from dodging. The kiss was powerful and domineering.

The rain was cold, but she was very hot.

White tea doesn't struggle, and it doesn't move. When you close your eyes, your mind is full of pictures of two generations, sweet, sour and painful All intertwined, madly burning her will.

I haven't had a kiss for a long time, and white tea is soon out of breath.

Feeling her embarrassment, he slowly let her go when he met the scene. He looked at her with low eyes. His eyes were so dark that there was fog on his eyelashes.

"Let's talk."

He stared at her and said in a dumb voice.

“…… Oh

It's for a chat.

She thought, bent down to pick up the umbrella, the person was once again pulled into his arms, this time, he did not kiss her, just hugged her hard, eager to strangle her.

Not so much

White tea was held with a look of resentment, struggling to move, can only be held by him, holding very hard.

"To you or to me?"

In the rain, he held her and asked. This It's too ambiguous to ask.