There was some haze in the sky. The stars that used to twinkle in the sky disappeared. The clouds were heavy and it seemed that it was going to rain, just like her heart was oppressed.
With the neon flashing on the roadside and the car moving smoothly, Zhao Jian looks at the shop sign that is quickly passing back on the roadside. It's like watching her own movies in the past 20 years.
Gradually wine strength up, thoughts more chaotic, she turned her head, Lengleng looking at Ji Rufeng.
The man noticed her line of sight and turned to look at her, "what's the matter?"
Zhao Jian blinked her eyes. Her eyes were full of confusion, just like a lost child in the street.
He slowed down and looked at her again. "Uncomfortable?"
She shakes her head slowly, knowing that she is a bit drunk. Maybe it is because she has been tasting wine all the year round. She seldom gets drunk, but every time she has stamina, she is very fierce.
Taking advantage of the last trace of rational clarity, she replied, "No."
"Let me know if you feel sick." Said the man.
Zhao Jian nodded, tilted her head, shrunk on the seat and refused to speak again. Her quiet appearance made people feel pitiful.
The big face is buried in the scattered hair, which makes people can't see the expression clearly. Ji Rufeng looks at her two eyes, and can't help but stop. He takes his shirt from the back of the car and puts it on her.
Zhao Jian opened her eyes and looked at him again. Vaguely, she saw the man's face. It was clear that there was no light in the car, and his outline was not so clear. But she saw his face clearly, as if she remembered every detail of his face, as if his appearance was engraved in her heart.
The confused idea became clearer and clearer in the confused brain. Zhao Jian suddenly sat up. However, with a bang, she bumped into the man's chin. They both hissed at the same time. Zhao Jian was like a frightened rabbit, and the emperor Cang shrank back.
However, the seat was only so big and wide that she could no longer escape after shrinking back.
"Are you all right?" As she spoke, the palm of the man's hand fell on her forehead.
"Don't touch me!"
She screamed and was tense.
Ji Rufeng a Leng, press in the palm of her forehead, don't expect to slightly tremble, just slowly took back.
He never thought that she would have such a fierce response to him, which was more difficult for him to accept than the previous meaningless arguments and fights.
Her breath was heavy and urgent, and her nose was full of man's breath. Never before had she had such a strong sense of his existence, as if to remind her that he was engraved in her heart, and did not know when to exist or when to disappear.
A person's heart will not exist for no reason another unrelated person, the answer seems to be close at hand, but she did not dare to lift the veil of the last layer of mystery.
"I, I, I don't need you. I'll go home by myself. I'll go home by myself." She said to open the door, usually a push can open the door, but now it seems to do with her in general, a few minutes before she finally got out of the car.
Her soft legs, drunken lethargy and awareness of the inner stimulation even made her a little confused.
At this time, the clouds in the sky finally turned into raindrops, pouring her into a drowned chicken, but Zhao Jian ignored these.
She has to go, she has to be far away from Ji Rufeng.
She thinks that Ji Rufeng is poisonous, but it's not. She doesn't listen to her mother's will and doesn't keep her heart.
Ji Rufeng looks at the bleak and distant figure in the heavy rain. Even if it's cold and heavy, he refuses to look back. He closes his eyes wordlessly. Is it wrong for him to love her?
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