Farewell

Quan's father, mother, and brother Quan thought that they were hiding things well. They knew that Miss Quan was not the kind of person who liked to gossip, and would not pay attention to the miscellaneous things that happened in the entertainment circle.However, there is no impenetrable wall in everything, and Miss Quan still knew it, on a rainy weekend, which was the second day after the incident happened.

Looking at the text and pictures on the computer, Quan Shiya's heart fell to the bottom, and she kept getting chills.

Big teardrops rolled down and moistened her cheeks. She changed her usual calmness and rushed out of the house like crazy. Even Quan's father and the others couldn't call her. The figure of the younger sister is gone.

"Oni...Oni..." She didn't know what she was thinking and doing, she only had a lot of /negative// negative information about Quan Yuli in her mind, and she couldn't clear it away.

how so?How can this happen?Why didn't she know what Ernie had been through until now?Quan Shiya is resenting herself, resenting that she doesn't care about her family, and resenting that she doesn't know what happened to her own sister.No worry, no comfort, how sad her family Ernie must be, how sad it must be!But she doesn't know anything!Obviously...she is O'Neill's own sister...

It's still winter in February, and it's not going to be any warmer. Although there is no snowflakes, it has started to rain lightly, and it even has a tendency to fall more and more. It is wet and cold.

Quan Shiya didn't come out with an umbrella, and didn't put on an extra padded jacket. She just wore a thin knitted sweater and home pants, and ran out of the house in a pair of fluffy soft slippers, running in the rain, and kept running along the sidewalk. Keep running without stopping.Tears flowed wantonly, and the rain slapped fiercely on the face. I couldn't tell which tears were rain.The hair tied into a bun was messy and scattered, and the wet hair stuck to the exposed skin, making him look even more embarrassed.

The passers-by watched her run by and wanted to stop her but didn't want to get caught in the rain, so they had to let her gallop past crazily and shook their heads.Alas, it must be another girl who is trapped by love.I really don't care about my body.

"Woo... O'Neill..." The cold rainwater slid down her face, and the water droplets rolled into the skirt of her clothes, but she was so sad that she didn't care so much, even the rainwater kept flowing through the cracks of her lips and into her mouth Never mind.

You know, people who are usually the calmest, once they explode, they are more terrifying than anyone else, such as Quan Shiya.

Crossed the street, ran across the alley, and ran onto the sidewalk by the river.Quan Shiya could hardly see the way. The water droplets on her eyelashes seeped into her eyes, and she was confused by the scene ahead. She accidentally bumped into a short cylindrical stone bench, and fell forward on the ground with a "snap". Water splash.

Pain in the knee, a tingling sensation in the palm of the hand, accompanied by rain, the pain was even more unbearable.Quan Shiya didn't get up anymore, she simply squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

It's really just a child!

It was cold and raining, and there was no one else to be seen on this sidewalk except Quan Shiya.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wipers swept away the rain on the glass to make the road ahead clearer.

A small figure appeared in the field of vision, strange but very familiar... Yu Chenghao immediately stopped the car, pulled out a long black umbrella that was still dripping with water, opened the car door, opened the umbrella and ran over.

When I got closer, I found that it was really that person.

Quan Shiya...

Yu Chenghao suppressed the uncontrollably rising fire pressure, and stretched out his hand to pick up the distressed girl on the ground.

O'Neill must be very uncomfortable now... Quan Shiya became even more sad when she thought about it.

The drops of water fell on the ground, sparking up splashes of water, and ripples formed on the surface of the water.Quan Shiya really couldn't stand the biting chill, so she shrank herself and was about to stand up.The rain seemed to have stopped, and it didn't hit her again, but after a closer look, it was only on her side that no raindrops fell.A hand stretched out and pulled her up, Quan Shiya raised her head, under the black umbrella, in the hazy rain curtain, that handsome face, mature and a little immature, slowly approached her.

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