Wow! La la! Huh! The strong wind is mixed with heavy rain, and thunder sounds in the sky, and occasionally lightning will slash directly, and the dark night sky will also have a bright light.

With a storm, Nan Fengqian stood at the entrance of the cave and watched without any emotion. How long has it been since it rained like this? In fact, she likes heavy rain the most, but she doesn't like sunny days. The rainy weather is her favorite.

Just as a heavy rain could wash away everything, Nan Fengqian raised his foot and walked into the rain. "Boom!" The thunder was deafening.

The raindrops seemed to be venting something, and they hit Nan Fengqian hard. She did not use any fighting spirit to resist, but she was dripping like an ordinary person. In the blink of an eye, the purple long skirt was wet, the silk quilt was wet, and the cheeks were wet. The strong wind was whistling. Nan Fengqian looked at the endless woods, and the green everywhere. The flowers were caught off guard by the raindrops. The big banana leaves were waiting for the small mushrooms below, and the corners of her lips began to spread.

The things she could never forget appeared before her. She tried her best to climb up the cold gun on a rainy night in her previous life, but in the end she fell into the soil. An explosion destroyed everything. What kind of trust was that a man protecting her from life and death in the explosion? Nan Fengqian didn't understand. She was obviously strong enough, but there would still be someone who died because of her. Or wasn't it strong enough?

The heavy rain roared. Bingpo at the entrance of the cave looked at Nan Fengqian in the cold rain, and his heart suddenly felt sad. He was about to walk out and call Nan Fengqian back, but he saw that the space seemed to be torn apart. A man suddenly appeared behind Nan Fengqian. He held an oil umbrella in his hand.

Feeling the sudden stop of the rain behind her, Nan Fengqian did not look back, but still looked into the distance. She recalled in her mind that Lan Xi blocked Nan Fenghao's fatal blow for her, and recalled that Lan Xi actually woke up and died for her at the last moment.

Her eyes were sour and her face was covered with rain. A drop of crystal slid down the rain and landed on the ground and disappeared. The heavy rain washed away, and a small oil paper umbrella could not be stopped at all, but Nan Yuchen still placed the entire oil paper umbrella on Nan Fengqian's head to support this rainy day for her.

"Achen, I really hope that there will be a rain of knife in my heart, chopping the people who stay in it into meat paste." Nan Fengqian opened his lips gently, his eyes foggy. No matter what hatred or love, everything would disappear, how good it would be.

Nan Yuchen's eyes flashed with heartache. Any strength was soft and cocoon. His shallowness had too much in his heart. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand slid quietly. In the heavy rain, he held her in his arms, holding the face that could not tell whether it was rain or tears and whispered, "I will accompany you for the rest of my life."

"Boom!" A huge thunder sounded, and lightning like a bolt from the blue struck down. In the light, Bingpo saw the man kissing the woman's lips lightly in the heavy rain, so cautious.

This heavy rain seemed to be for the two of them. The two of them were no longer embarrassed in the heavy rain, so dazzling. The strong wind seemed to be envious and blowing more and more violently.

Looking at the man who was still unconscious in the cave, Bing Po looked at the heavy rain from afar. He was never proud of his life, but he wanted to be happy. Mu Chen, I am afraid that it will be impossible for me and you in the future.

How great it would be if we could be like them. The separation between us is a deep hatred for blood.
Chapter completed!