Chapter 874

Zhu Xi was still immersed in the breath of spring breeze. It seemed that there were flowers and bones blooming in her heart. When she thought of something, she walked to the window and looked at the bottom.

The rain at night always looks so thick in the light, covering the figure walking downstairs. Yang Ping just walked out of the door and disappeared into the intermittent rain.

The rain fell on him as if he hadn't felt it. Yang Ping stood by the roadside waiting for a taxi.

In front of the window of the top office, Zhu Xi silently looked at the waiting figure. Under the yellow street lamp, he couldn't see his face or his expression. He looked so lonely in the intermittent rain.

As soon as Zhu Xi gritted her teeth, she whispered, this fool, don't you know to take an umbrella down? There are several umbrellas in China Airlines building.

She wanted to turn around, but she couldn't bear it, because it was the first time she looked at him downstairs so quietly. It is rare to pay attention to him silently and feel the inner world.

I don't know why, after Mingzhu was in a coma, Zhu Xi was willing to take the time to understand Yang Ping. Later, she found that Yang Ping was not what she thought before. He was ignorant and had no skills. He had the advantages that other men didn't have.

Money is like dirt. It clearly has a strong ability to make money, but it always likes to hide its true self with a down-to-earth appearance.

He was like a mystery, gradually attracting her. Zhu Xi wanted to explore and explore his inner world for the first time. He is like a book, in which there is a magical story waiting for her to read.

Zhu Xi opened the drawer. There was an umbrella in it. She lay there quietly waiting for the call. She hesitated and wanted to go downstairs and give the rainy fool an umbrella, and then came back to work overtime.

But she didn't dare.

Because of fear.

If you send an umbrella, what will the guy do if he misunderstands? He knows to do good, but he will certainly make use of the topic. What will he do then?

It doesn't feel good to be misunderstood.

But he just stood like this. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?

Zhu Xi tangled unceasingly, but finally bravely defeated her reserve. As soon as she gritted her teeth, she said, "I threw my umbrella and left. I won't let him have a chance to speak."

That's it.

Zhu Xi swished, picked up the umbrella and quickly went downstairs. When he came downstairs, Yang Ping was still on the roadside, silently waiting for a taxi.

They were 100 meters apart, but the hazy rain in the night did not open the distance between them, as if Yang Ping felt it when Zhu Xi appeared.

Yang Ping turned and looked at Zhu Xi with a smile.

Zhu Xi was startled and didn't dare to approach. The slender hand holding up the umbrella was trembling, constantly reminding herself that it was just an umbrella, nothing.

She resisted the urge to escape, insisted in front of Yang Ping, handed over her umbrella and said, "here you are."

Yang Ping picked it up and just wanted to say thank you.

Zhu Xi immediately turned around and left.

"Hey, what are you doing? I won't eat you. You don't have an umbrella. You'll catch a cold in the rain..." Yang Ping's voice came from behind. Zhu Xi was more and more nervous, blushing and heartbeat.

It's okay. It's just an umbrella.

Zhu Xi only had that umbrella in her mind. There was nothing else. Inadvertently, she accidentally kicked the ladder, because the rain obscured her sight and fell to the ground.

She exclaimed. Unfortunately, she had no time to respond. She could only watch the marble steps.

Whoosh.

A pair of hands appeared in front of her and hugged her. Zhu Xi's body remained stable, her head didn't hit the ladder, and her face was pale with fear.

Zhu Xi slowly looked up and just saw Yang Ping's delicate face.

The rain fell from his face, but it was written with sincere concern and smile. Zhu Xi silently looked at Yang Ping's face and saw the concern in his eyes.

Is this his real emotion?

Zhu Xi didn't dare to look at each other. She quickly stood up and wanted to leave, but her arm was pulled and her delicate body leaned against Yang pingjie's strong chest.

Poop!

Poop!

Zhu Xi's heart beat violently. What should I do in the dark way? How should I react to appear normal. Her mind was full of paste and she didn't know how to start the dialogue, because they were under the same umbrella and their bodies were so close that they seemed to hear each other's heartbeat.

This is not the first time they are so close, but it is definitely the time when their hearts are closest.

Boom!

A flash of lightning lit up the eyes of both sides. Zhu Xi saw himself from Yang Ping's pupils. The image of a high fairy turned into a drowned chicken.

But because it is a drowned chicken, it seems so real, which makes the distance between the two close again.

With one hand around Zhu Xi's small waist, Yang Ping smiled at her. Zhu Xijiao trembled and wanted to avoid, but a voice appeared in her heart.

I don't want to avoid it. I like it very much.

Zhu Xi did not move, silently lowered her head and looked at the rain, potholes, pattering light rain and two young men and women who didn't talk much.

Maybe this rainy night is not full of poetry and painting, but it makes the fairy land on earth and know how to think about annoying emotional stories with mortal thoughts.

"Let's go home together."

Yang Ping asked with a smile.

Zhu Xi frowned and said, "I still have a lot of work, tomorrow..."

"You can't finish your work. If you get caught in the rain, go home and take a bath." Yang Ping said in an indisputable voice.

Zhu Xi raised her eyebrows. Although she didn't like the tone of this order, if it was other men, she would be very angry, but it was very natural to say it from Yang Ping's mouth.

oh

Zhu Xi answered softly and walked forward.

Yang Ping followed up with his umbrella.

An umbrella, two people.

The umbrella is a little small, but they are very close. Zhu Xi walked silently, with complex emotions. She didn't know what to say next.

She saw that Yang Ping's shoulders were soaked, but she was completely covered by a small umbrella. She was moved and pushed the umbrella out a little, so that both of them had shelter from the rain.

Yang Ping was stunned and thought that she knew how to care about people.

They walked silently without taking a taxi. Yang Ping will not let Zhu Xi drive foolishly, because he suddenly likes this feeling.

Night, rain, two lonely shadows under street lamps.

At this moment, all the work and all the troubles were thrown out of the sky. Yang Ping and Zhu Xi were walking on the road. No one spoke, but silently experienced the two hearts close to each other.

I don't know how long it took. I didn't think Zhu Xi could walk so long. It was several kilometers from China Airlines building to the bay area villa. It was over soon.

At the entrance of the bay area villa.

Yang Ping suddenly stopped and looked at Zhu Xi's face.

Facing Yang Ping, Zhu Xi looked like a panicked deer. She didn't know where to put her hand. She whispered, what should I do? If he wants to do something to me, should I refuse.

But if he refused, would Yang Ping be sad?

The two experienced ups and downs of their feelings, which is no longer the love and rescue marriage at the time of agreement, nor the agreement at the time of anger.

This night, this distance, they walked a very pure road.

Although there was rain and mud, I finally came to the villa, came to the end, and came to the time when I was about to speak.

"You have a leaf in your hair."

Yang Ping smiled.

Zhu Xi was about to reach out. Yang Ping had touched her black hair and took out a green leaf wet by the rain. When her fingers touched her scalp, Zhu Xi's delicate body trembled, bit her lips, bravely raised her head and looked at Yang Ping.

Along the way, she thought for a long time.

I think Yang Ping is a good man. At least, at the critical moment, Yang Ping didn't abandon himself and has been helping himself.

Many nights, Zhu Xi was thinking about the crux of the problem in their relationship. Finally, she finally figured out that it was not the crux of the problem, but that they had never really understood each other.

Maybe tonight is a new beginning.

Zhu Xi's eyelashes trembled, raised her head, stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes and waited for happiness to come.

Time is passing, and the heavy rain obscured the night again.

Yang Ping watched the rain fall down Zhu Xi's beautiful cheeks, with thrilling beauty and a strong impulse to kiss.

But he was silent.