Compared with Su Ruirui's injury, it's cheaper for him to stand in the cold night!
Nie Yiyun was busy with his own affairs and didn't tell her the truth, so she still thought Ou Yujie deserved to suffer, although he looked very poor now.
When she got home, she secretly looked out of the window and saw that he was still there.
She came out of the bath and saw him disappear into the night slowly step by step.
Ouyujie doesn't want to go home or drive. He just wants to walk alone in the dark and quietly recall the little things he spent with Su Ruirui.
Winter night, the cold wind is biting.
God seemed to punish him, and it snowed heavily.
The heavy snow fell on his head, face and shoulders.
He put his hands in his pockets and walked indifferently. He didn't raise his hand to pat off the snowflakes. He let them melt slowly and take away his temperature a little.
At this time, only this bone chilling cold can slightly alleviate the pain in my heart.
However, walking slowly, I felt something wrong.
Although the spirit was in a kind of heartbreaking pain, he instinctively found that there was a car following him after his special training since childhood.
With a frown, he suddenly stopped, turned slowly, and looked coldly at the car that also stopped slowly.
Hold the dagger in your hand and watch it change.
The window rolled down slowly, and Yang Ziyi with a worried face appeared in front of him.
She pretended to grin at him with ease and said in a joking tone, "I've been thinking about who the melancholy handsome man in front of me is. It turned out to be you! No wonder she looks familiar."
Ou Yujie breathed a sigh of relief and said with a faint smile, "what a coincidence?"
"Well, I just came back from a friend's party. I didn't expect to meet you here!" Yang Ziyi also responded faintly.
Ou Yujie picked his eyebrows and was relieved when he saw the black sequined evening dress she was wearing.
Waved to her and said, "it's late! Go back quickly!"
Yang Ziyi smiled and said, "let me send you!"
"No. I want to walk alone!" Ou Yujie shook his head and refused her.
She was speechless and could not force him. She had to say reluctantly, "then I'll go first."
Ou Yujie nodded and watched her car slowly start.
Yang Ziyi looked at Ou Yujie walking alone from the rearview mirror while she was driving. She was hesitating all the time.
She suddenly stepped on the brake, opened the door and walked towards Ou Yujie.
It was not until they were less than five meters apart that they stopped and waited for him there.
The cold and piercing wind messed up her hair and blew on her face from time to time, blocking her sight, but it still couldn't stop her from seeing Ou Yujie who was getting closer and closer.
Although wearing a fur coat, I still feel my heart as cold as snow.
The man she had loved for seven years was in a painful despair.
She wanted to help him, but she didn't know how to enter his world.
Ouyujie didn't notice her and passed her by.
Her heart was convulsed with pain, and tears fell down her cheeks unexpectedly.
She raised her hand and wiped away her tears. She turned resolutely, caught up with him a few steps, and resolutely took his cold hands.