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His entire body was wet. It was unknown if he was standing outside, getting soaked by the rain, or if he was being drenched by it when he arrived.

Ji An's mind was in a mess. He pulled her away, separated them by a distance.

He said, "My body is wet, don't pass it to you."

Her mind buzzed as she stared at the buttons on his shirt, but her mind was flooded with images of his words, playing them out in front of her eyes.

"It's raining!"

The girl cried out and was about to lift her school bag to block the top of her head when the boy beside her took off his school jacket and placed it on top of her head.

"Don't look at anything, just charge forward and I'll block the rain for you!"

Since the car that had come to pick them up had broken down halfway, they had no choice but to run all the way home.

The boy protected the girl and ran all the way. Other than the sound of the heavy rain, he also heard the heavy breathing and the happy heartbeat in his chest.

As soon as he reached the eaves of the old house, the boy shook off his coat, wiped the rain from his face, and looked her up and down. Only her shoes were wet, and the rest were not serious, so he exhaled and twisted the water from his clothes.

When the girl saw that he was drenched, she quickly took out a tissue from her bag to wipe his face.

The boy avoided her hand and laughed. "It's wet. Don't come over and get wet."

Their appearances were already blurred in the increasingly heavy rain curtain, while their blue and white uniforms were gradually soaked through, becoming clearer and clearer in the dusky world.

Anything else he said, she couldn't remember anymore.

Her vision blurred, and the buttons on his chest became even clearer. However, before she could recover her senses, she slowly raised her head, her voice drifting through the air.

"Why are you here?"

When Teng Yiyang met her eyes, he froze for a moment. His bright eyes were like mist that was tainted by rain. Glistening light and tranquil water made one's heart itch, making one want to touch him.

As soon as she raised her hand, she was restrained by him. His fingers slightly curled up, not daring to disturb her at this time.

He knew that he had committed an unforgivable sin. He couldn't let her stay away from him any longer.

"I just want to see you." He looked away, not looking at her.

He was afraid that he would be unable to suppress the emotions in his heart. He was afraid that he would be unable to resist the urge to pull her into his arms.

He stood under the eaves, his shirt soaked, looking like an abandoned dog, a little pathetic, a little pathetic.

Ning didn't dare to listen to him. This was too disturbing.

Like an old friend whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she asked in a relaxed tone, "You haven't eaten tonight, right?"

From the afternoon until now, he had indeed yet to make any progress.

"You didn't even eat with me in the streets." He said in a low voice, then quickly added, "If you accompany me to eat now, I won't mind."

"What?" Ji An didn't understand him. Did he come here just to have her accompany him for a meal?

It didn't seem like his personality.

She put away the umbrella and kicked her feet to get rid of the rain on her shoes. She looked down and said, "I've already eaten. It's getting late. You should hurry up and go eat."

In fact, she was avoiding their awkward situation. His back was to the door, blocking her way, and he had to step away from her.

"Are you concerned about me?"

His eyes lit up slightly, and his voice rose shakily.

He was the one who had bullied the enemy, but what was this?

Can't this person calm down a little?

She looked up. "Can you talk properly?"

Teng Yi Yang could feel that her body was emitting an unapproachable aura, and he couldn't help but want to step forward to pull the distance between the two of them.

"An An, I …"

When he suddenly approached her, she couldn't help but take a step back. At this moment, her tone was mixed with anger, "Is there anyone who stands in front of their door like you?" If you are hungry, then go eat. If you are tired, then go back to sleep. Don't put on an expression that is deep with love and pity. Perhaps four years ago, I would be enchanted by myself like this.

She finished her sentence before he did, afraid that he would say something that would trouble her.

Teng Yi Yang's footsteps stopped at the same place as she said those words. His eyes revealed a pained expression. He looked deeply at her and slowly opened his mouth.

"An An, I regret it."

Regret what?

She gritted her teeth to avoid asking this question.

"Yi Yang, do you remember when we were young? What kind of medicine in this world is it that can't be bought? "

It was a medicine for regret.

He closed his eyes. At this moment, she knew where the weakest spot in his heart was. She spared no effort in skillfully stabbing the dagger.

When he opened his eyes again, they were as deep as the sea, and dark with pain.

"I saw a video of a car accident."

Ji An was stunned. That night, he had felt despair once more.

"So what?" She fought back the grief in her heart, making her voice sound normal.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been angry with you that night, I shouldn't have missed your call after knowing you were calling, if I... "You wouldn't be by yourself …"

He took two steps back and inserted his hands into his hair. Veins popped out on his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that he was in extreme grief.

This was the first time that Ji Anan had seen him in such pain. He tightly held onto the handle of the umbrella with one hand and tightly held onto the milk with the other.

"But it's all done and done, and you don't have to be sad. When you get married, you'll have lots of kids, boys and girls."

Teng Yiyang shook his head. That was different.

She took a deep breath, walked forward, and pulled down his hand, placing one of the bottles of milk in his hand. While he slowly looked over at her, she gently said, "Yi Yang, the past is over, you still have a lot of time to live the life you want, I hope you can respect me and let me go. You see, I already have a happy family, please don't bother me anymore, thank you."

Teng Yi Yang held the warm paper box in his hand. His heart felt slightly warm as he greedily absorbed the temperature of the box. However, his body was once again drenched in cold water from her words.

"You should go back earlier. The roads are slippery in the rain. Be careful."

She stepped past him and turned toward the door.

When he brushed past her, he suddenly heard her mumbling.

"Anthea, is Sleeping Treasure our child? "Don't lie to me."

Ji An stopped his steps. With his back facing her, the pain in his black eyes was concealed by the mist. She forced herself to say those words word by word with a smile.

"His surname is not Teng, nor is it Ji. His surname is Bei."

"His name is Bei Mo Rui."

A gust of night wind blew by, bringing with it the coldness of the heavy rain. The wind blew up the corners of their clothes, taking away the temperature of the box as well.

In an instant, winter arrived.