Good Morning, Mr. President!

Finally, as if determined to clear his throat, when he was about to speak, several cars drove from far and near. The intense beam of light came through the dark night, and narrowed the eyes of Song Zhi who couldn't adapt.

The driver stopped the car, Du Hui pushed open the door and got out of the car, holding the umbrella, "Second Lord."

When Song Zhixing was about to speak, Tang Yu walked away. Her open lips closed, her eyes dropped slightly, dark and dark. Loneliness, climbing to the heart, makes the depressed mood even worse. In the end, she put her schoolbag on her head and trot into the rain.

Fortunately, it is summer, so the rain does not feel cold on my body.

just……

My heart is cold.

Du Hui silently glanced at the distant figure, sighed silently, and turned to open the door of the back seat. Tang Yu did not go up, under his surprised eyes, pulled away the driver's seat. The driver got out of panic immediately, Tang Yu reached out to him, "car key."

The other person was busy handing the keys to him. He glanced at Du Hui and said faintly: "You go in the car behind you, I still have something to do."

Although Du Hui was confused, he had to follow suit. Tang Yu got into the car, didn't start the car immediately, but leaned in the car, holding the steering wheel, his eyes penetrating darkly, and fell on a figure that was about to disappear.

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Song Zhixing trot to the subway station, has been unable to care about the rain.

She must look terrible now, and the makeup on her face was afraid to be ghostly. But what does it matter? In the past three years, what has she looked like? Moreover, no matter how embarrassed, no one will see it, and no one will care.

She exhaled heavily, trying to spit out the depression in her heart. However, only bitter rain was sucked in.

Suddenly, a squeaking sound of "squee ---" sounded in my ear. She stumbled, a black luxury car stopped steadily. She paused, her breath tightening, and did not dare to think wildly.

The right window lowered slowly. The indifferent face of the man gradually appeared with the lowered window. He held the steering wheel in one hand and a cigarette in the other, but it did not light.

Song Zhixing stood in the rain and looked at him across the rain curtain, only feeling as if he was dreaming, very unreal.

"Get in the car." The thin lips tilted, only two words came out, and the voice was still cold as always.

As if he didn't hear clearly, Song Zhixing walked away for a while. Tang Yu turned her face and looked at her for the first time, but frowned and impatient. "Up or not?"

Obviously, if she didn't get in the car, he would drive away immediately.

Song Zhixing had no time to think of anything else, he had pulled the car door and sat in. When the car started to drive, she realized how embarrassed she was at the moment. Moreover, she was soaking wet.

"I ... seem to stain your car." She was finally embarrassed in the extreme atmosphere. The first sentence is not ‘how clever’, or ‘do n’t come without wit’, but a word of regret with restraint, caution and embarrassment.

After being separated for three full years, they used to be so close to each other, after all, they gradually became strange.

Tang Yu's thin lips tightened. "There are dry towels in the storage box in front of you."

"Oh." Song Zhixing pulled out the towel and wiped his wet hair without words, but in his heart it turned around a thousand times. Didn't he just consider himself a stranger, why did he let himself get in the car again?

She looked at Tang Yu, who looked at the traffic ahead and focused on driving. Even if it was a little bit of light, she didn't fall to her.

"... You just put me in front of the subway station." Song Zhixing said again. My heart is sour. He was by his side again, so real and so illusory. However, he did not dare to think wildly, and did not dare to let himself sink.

After hearing her words, Tang Yu turned her face and glanced at her quietly. At that glance, she could see that her heartbeat was about to stop. But with one glance, he turned his eyes away. While at the subway station, he did not stop.

"It's over." Song Zhixing thought he hadn't noticed. "You leave me here, I'll just walk back."

"Why didn't you study in Country J?" Tang Yu asked suddenly.

Song Zhixing held his towel tightly.

why? The reason is simple, because Country J does not have him.

She ripped her lips. "I don't know the language of Country J, and I have no friends over there. Orange is studying in this school, and I happened to be accepted, so I am studying here."

He did not respond. She didn't even give her a 'um'.

In the compartment, condensation resumed in a moment. Such condensation makes Song Zhixing somewhat helpless. She had to wipe her hair, pretending to ask naturally: "Are you here to work?"

He did not respond.

She smiled awkwardly, and said to herself, "Also, I must be here for work. What else could it be?"

Tang Yu held the steering wheel's hand and tightened slightly.

Song Zhixing was so suffocated by this atmosphere that he had to continue to find the topic, "Where are you taking me?"

"Hotel." This time, he returned quite simply.

"Ah?" Song Zhixing thought he heard wrong. However, the car quickly stopped in front of Lingfeng's most luxurious hotel. The doorman has come to pull the car door. Song Zhixing was still wet and her hair was very messy. When she got out of the car, the doorman even looked at her several times, and she saw her extreme embarrassment.

"Go in." After Tang Yu handed the car keys to the door boy, she saw that she was still at the door, and she said.

She had replaced the pale blue cheongsam, and wore a white T-shirt and denim shorts, and now her upper body was soaked, and the spring light inside was looming. However, at this moment, she is not only safe at night, I am afraid that others will be scared by her.

Probably the use of poor-quality cosmetics, makeup on the face, washed away by the water, messy, it is simply unsightly.

"Why took me here?" Song Zhixing was confused.

"If you don't come here, where do you want to go?" Tang Yu walked in, although Song Zhixing followed him in puzzlement, "Tang Yu, are you asking me for something?"

Tang Yu went to the front desk and explained: "Open a room for this lady."

Having said that, he turned to her again, "ID card."

Song Zhixing didn't know what Tang Yu meant, but when he looked up at the house prices on the wall, he shook his head intuitively, "I can't live here."

"ID card."

"I'm going back to school." Song Zhixing held the bag.

"Back to your school that's not safe at all?"

The words of Tang Yu, speaking out, made Song Zhixing's heart tremble fiercely. She looked up and looked at Tang Yu, her eyes suddenly blurred. So, he just heard the words that sister and she just said?

[In fact, I have explained in the author's words about the update before ~ ​​the first draft published on the 12th. If there is no problem, on the 13th, the third change will be resumed. 】