A woman wearing a cheongsam and holding an oil-paper umbrella came slowly.
Under the mist and mist, the black cheongsam and the oil-paper umbrella were held too low to see her face clearly.
But the feeling of familiarity made Xuan Yunzhi recognize the person at a glance.
The oil-paper umbrella was slowly raised, and a fair and beautiful face appeared in Xuanyunzhi's sight.
It¡¯s Zheng Yan.
It¡¯s just that she is different from Zheng Yan, who always had a gentle smile. Probably because of the misty weather, she always looks at her without any smile, only with endless sadness.
She walked towards her, and when she saw Xuanyunzhi standing under the eaves, her steps suddenly stopped, her whole figure seemed to freeze, her hands were trembling, her expression was a little dazed, and her eyes became wet for a moment.
"Xuan Yun."
The oil-paper umbrella in her hand fell to the ground, rolled over, and landed in the misty rain.
Xuanzhi looked at her with indifferent eyes.
But she sighed in her heart, Jiangnan women are the most gentle and lovely, she should have a happy life.
When Zheng Yan stepped forward step by step and saw a woman standing under the eaves, she reacted for a long time. He seemed to have just come back to his senses.
He restrained his trembling and showed a stiff smile.
"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
Xuanyunzhi showed a distant smile
"fine."
Zheng Yan looked at her without blinking, or in other words, he was looking at Xuan Yun through her.
"You really look like an old friend of mine."
Xuanyunzhi raised his eyes, his lips split into a smile.
"Are you talking about my brother?"
Zheng Yan was stunned for a moment
"Your brother? Are youXuanzhi?"
"kindness"
Xuanyunzhi nodded.
Zheng Yan¡¯s eyes turned even redder.
She didn¡¯t say anything, but her eyes kept staring at Xuanyunzhi, as if she was missing the dead Xuanyun.
Xuanzhi lowered his head, no longer looking at her, but looking at the misty sky.
"My brother said that there was a gentle and lovely girl who once worked as a dancer in this city that never sleeps. He said that he felt sorry for her because he let down the girl's sincerity. I originally wanted to come here to meet that girl."
She spoke every word in a serious and slow voice, which made Zheng Yan burst into tears.
The body is trembling,
"Did he say anything else to you?"
Xuanzhi turned his head and looked at her.
Reaching out and touching her head, she smiled brightly
"He said that if he had any expectations for that girl, he just hoped that she would forget him and live a happy life."
Zheng Yan clenched her hands tightly. Listening to Xuanzhi's words, her tears flowed more and more, and she finally burst into tears.
Xuanzhi tilted his head,
"If she is happy, my brother will be very happy."
In this misty and hazy sky, two girls stood under the eaves, one with tenderness, the other with tears in her eyes.
After that, the two of them didn't say anything, they just stood there, looking at the bleak sky.
Finally, Zheng Yan shed her tears and did not look at Xuanzhi again.
"I gotta go."
"kindness"
"See you later, no, still, don't see you again."
Zheng Yan smiled, still as gentle and pleasant as Xuanyunzhi remembered.
She walked forward without holding an umbrella, and walked into the misty rain alone. She was wearing a black cheongsam, and her bleak back finally disappeared around the corner.
It rains heavily and the vegetation is deep in my old hometown. I heard that you are always alone. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com