Chapter 2125

I have to admit that Su Wantong's mood is complicated when he sees this scene.

On a rainy night, Ling Wanxing sat in the rain for a one-sided invitation. He didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Su Wan Tong asked himself, will it hurt?

Maybe just a little bit!

That's all.

What's more, it's a kind of feeling that is similar to neither laughing nor crying.

Once upon a time, she tried her best to see her existence in Ling Wanxing's eyes.

Later, 20 years of pay, in exchange for he did not care about the injury.

But in those years of Ling's family, he can give himself more company and consideration, and maybe she will pay endlessly.

However, up to now, a lot of things have passed away and are not worth thinking about.

She never felt that a little effort should be forgiven.

Su Wantong stood beside the stone path, letting the rain splash her ankles and legs. The rain hit the umbrella surface, and the crisp crackle also beat her reason.

After all, the pressure of a trace of heartache, Su Wan Tong sighed and walked forward, slowly tilt the umbrella in his head.

The dense rain line is blocked outside, Ling Wanxing's face full of water drops is blankly raised, see Su Wantong under the umbrella, eyes slightly bright, "Wantong, you come!"

Hoarse voice with a shiver, probably a long time of rain, let him suffer cold.

Su Wan Tong's shoulder was soon wet by the rain. She sighed indifferently, "go back."

Ling Wanxing could not understand what the excessive dark color in Su Wantong's eyes represented.

He pursed his lips, wiped off the water stains on his face, nodded his head and stood up, with a self mocking tone: "OK, go back. I wanted to have dinner with you, but it seems that I have no chance

This is a bit humble, Su Wan Tong listen to in the ear, only feel ironic.

The two returned side by side along the original road. Ling Wanxing was soaked. After a few steps, he suddenly took her umbrella holding hand and tilted the umbrella toward her again. "Don't worry about me. Don't get wet."

Su Wan Tong gently pulled the corner of her lip, and the cold touch on the back of her hand made her fingertips tremble.

She struggled and covered her umbrella over her head.

This road, originally very short.

But in this rainy night, it seems very long.

Su Wan Tong did not ask that sentence after all: know she won't come, why not return to the room?

There are some things that we all know.

No matter whether Ling Wanxing is for the sake of selling miserable or deliberately arranged bitter meat, such a practice will not get Su Wantong's high praise.

A trace of heartache, is not enough to let her put down the mustard to re accept him.

Near the open hall, Su Wantong stops in the corridor.

She put away the umbrella, the wind blowing her skirt, like an independent beauty, gentle as water.

Two people stand in front of each other, the rain has become the only minor between them.

I do not know how long silence, Su Wan Tong sighed and shook his head, "after... Do not be so naive!"

Ling Wanxing's eyes, a flash of embarrassment!

His messy hair was wet near his forehead, and the wet cloth was wet on his body. It was cold and cool by the wind, but because of Su Wantong's words, his cheek began to have a fever.

"Wan Tong, I just..."

Just what? He can't say it!