Why did he suddenly admit to it? He never felt that he was wrong.
There was no light in the bedroom, but she could see everything outside the window. The rain came pouring down like a torrential downpour, washing over the entire world.
Port of Heaven’s district was quiet and peaceful in the rain.
“…”
In front of the fountain in the distance, a tall figure was sitting on a bench, leaning forward in the rain.
The rain curtain was a distance away, so who else could it be other than Gong Ou?
The car door was pushed open, and Mo Nuo walked down with a yellow umbrella. Step by step, he walked in front of Gong Ou, covered the umbrella above Gong Ou’s head, and used one hand to caress Gong Ou’s face and wipe away the rain.
It was a scene that no one dared to destroy.
Shi Xiaonian held onto the umbrella and retreated step by step, until she reached behind the pillar, she kept the umbrella and looked in that direction.
Far away, Shi Xiaonian looked at Mo Nuo who was holding an umbrella and said something.
Gong Ou’s body slightly moved.
The scene was somewhat chaotic.
“Young Master, is your head still hurting? The stitches on your head have only been stitched for a few days, you can’t get wet or you’ll leave behind the root of your headache. “
“Housekeeper Feng, stop talking, Gong Ou needs some peace and quiet right now.”
“Then we’ll talk about it when we get back. Open the door.”
At this distance, Shi Xiaonian could finally see Gong Ou’s face clearly.
Gong Ou stood there, his body completely drenched, blood dripping down from his hands that were wrapped in gauze. Gong Ou’s face was pale and bloodless, without any signs of life, and his eyes were no longer as lively as before. His eyes were half-closed, and his lashes were still stained with raindrops, as if he was crying.
Shi Xiaonian looked at him, tears were in her eyes, her eyes had turned red.
Shi Xiaonian watched the carriage drive off and also wanted to leave, but she could not move a single step. She leaned on a pillar, and just then, she realised that when she peeked at the carriage, half of her body was exposed outside the eaves, she was already wet.
Half warm, half cold.
“Ta, ta.”
The sound of high-heeled shoes trampling on the rain came from far, near, and slowly.