• "Da, da, da, da..."
• It was the expensive leather shoes, and the sound of stepping on the ground surrounded Wei Yimo's ears. In the end, a pair of shiny black leather shoes landed in her line of sight, and the sky seemed to be covered by something, so no raindrops hit her body.
• The surrounding rain pattered, as if the place she was in was not soaked by the rain. Wei Yimo opened her cracked lips, and she couldn't wait to look up at the person.
• It was an angular face, and the tired and tired expression was also full of heartache.
• 
• The long curly eyelashes hung down, as if like Cai Xukun, she was also a girl who couldn't bear to look at the struggle on the ground. After all, both of them had worked hard for her, because she was light.
• 

  weiyimo

  Fan... Chengcheng...
• Wei Yimo smiled, his voice a little hoarse, just like calling out his full name in the past, she sat on the ground and did not do anything, Cai Xukun thought right.
• Wei Yimo's self-esteem will always hang there, but ah, her self-esteem will only disappear without a trace in front of Cai Xukun.
• 

  fanchengcheng

  Yimo... I don't understand...
• For a long time, Fan Chengcheng said such a sentence.
• Wei Yimo raised his small face, his eyes that could not see any fluctuations looked at him, and later thought of many reasons, lowered his head and laughed at himself.
• 

  weiyimo

  What, what don't you understand? Could it be that, like Cai Xukun, do you believe that I pushed Annan Yin out of jealousy?
• It turns out that everyone thinks so.
• It turned out that he would not believe himself.
• Fan Chengcheng shook his head. He didn't believe that even if Wei Yimo was cruel and evil, he would never attack an unborn child. He believed her.
• Fan Chengcheng put the umbrella down, the umbrella was dumped on the ground, the raindrops hit the two people hard again, and Fan Chengcheng's slender fingers were gently placed on Wei Yimo's cheek.
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• 

  fanchengcheng

  I don't understand, I don't understand why you still pester Cai Xukun. From the moment he married Nanyin, he was not your childhood brother Kun.
• Fan Chengcheng's tone was very calm, and he wanted to persuade him. Wei Yimo took a deep breath and relaxed, and did not reject the trace of temperature that Fan Chengcheng passed on his face, because she was really cold now and needed warmth.
• 

  weiyimo

  You may not understand, I...
• She was about to speak, but when she met Fan Chengcheng's puzzled eyes, the half sentence stopped abruptly. Wei Yimo raised his head and looked at the dark sky and closed his eyes.
• 

  weiyimo

  Forget it, it may be as he said, Wei Yimo is too stubborn, and so many years have passed, Fan Chengcheng, I want to hear the truth from you, do you hate me?
• She, Wei Yimo, was not a fool. She could also see why Fan Chengcheng had done so many things in the past few years. Now, for Cai Xukun, she was afraid that he had already been scarred.
• How could anyone know if that love would turn into hatred? If that was the case, Wei Yimo would no longer be loved or cared about.
• But what she didn't expect was that Fan Chengcheng's smile on his face didn't decrease, like a child, and he shook his head lightly, as if he had taken Wei Yimo's neglect and neglect of him over the past few years as air turned into clouds and smoke.
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