Author: Qin Ruoxu Machine Translation
In a room on the second floor of the villa, a tall man stood in front of a huge French window. He looked out at the end of the courtyard and looked at the woman standing under the yellow landscape lamp at the entrance of the villa.
The wind and rain mixed together, and her figure was shrouded in the vast rain, leaving only a blurry silhouette.
He shook the red wine glass in his hand, put it to his mouth, and took a peck. Then he picked up his phone and dialed a number. He said, "I always thought that I had good taste. This time, I really overestimated her. "
After hanging up the phone, he finished the red wine in his hand, put it on the table at the side, and turned around to leave the room.
...
There were few people in the wealthy district. Qiao man could not wait for a car, so she dragged the suitcase and started to walk along the road in front of the villa in the wind and rain
The street lamps cast an Orange Light, and the road in front of her was covered by the rain and darkness. It became blurry, and even the tall mountains in the distance became a dim outline, with no end in sight.
A Gust of wind blew past, and the leaves rustled. She took out her phone to light it up, trying to drive away the gloomy feeling brought by the swaying shadows of the trees on both sides of the road.
The cold raindrops hit her face diagonally, and along the lines of her cheeks, they slid all the way to her feet.
A few seconds later, another gust of wind blew past, lifting the hem of her skirt and making a soft sound, like some kind of whimper.
She quickened her steps, but fear followed her like a shadow, growing stronger and stronger
Perhaps it was because she was walking too fast, the heel of her high-heeled shoes twisted, and Qiao man let out a hissing sound. She took advantage of the situation and fell onto the ground, splashing rain everywhere. It was so painful that tears were rolling in her eyes.
She threw away the suitcase in her hand forcefully, as if she had broken down emotionally. She hugged herself tightly with both hands, allowing the tears on her face to flow freely.
After a long while, she took her phone and pressed the number that she knew by heart. After a few cold beeps, Lin Yan's gentle voice came through. She said, "man man, what's wrong? "
Lin Yan understood that if it weren't for the fact that she had no other choice, Qiao man would definitely not have made this call.
The tacit understanding that they had cultivated for many years made it so that they did not know each other at all in the middle of the night.
Qiao man covered her lips and suddenly burst into tears. "Yan 'er, can you take me in for one night... just one night. "
Lin Yan did not hesitate. It was like the companionship they had during their youth. Both of them had sworn that they would never miss it.
"Wait for me there. I'll be there soon. "
...
When Lin Yan arrived, Qiao man's emotions had already stabilized quite a bit. She held the umbrella and got out of the car. She walked to Qiao Man's side in a few steps and covered her head with the umbrella, isolating her from the wind and rain.
The headlights in front of the car were turned on, almost lighting up the entire winding road. It immediately dispelled the darkness and fear in Qiao Man's heart.
Lin Yan glanced at the villa behind her, and she already had some understanding in her heart "falling out with him? Man Man, Ji Yunshen is the kind of sugar-coated cannonball in fairy tales that people can't withstand at all. It's easy to eat it, but difficult to spit it out. Moreover, it's very likely to cause indigestion. It's really unwise and too risky for you to approach him. "
"My legs are a little numb, help me up. " Lin Yan stretched out her hand, and Qiao man used the force to stand up. She said somewhat resigned to fate, "it's too late to say anything now. It's already like this, we can only take it one step at a time. "
Lin Yan sighed slightly, and then helped Qiao man into the car.
The temperature at night was very low. Lin Yan turned on the warm wind, but Qiao man still felt very cold, and her entire body curled up into a ball.
Between the traffic lights, Lin Yan reached out and placed her hand on Qiao man's forehead, which was burning hot.
"You have a fever? " Lin Yan said as she turned the car around, preparing to drive to the hospital, but was stopped by Qiao man. "I'm fine, I'm not going to the hospital. "