The raindrops fell on the wedding dress and became more and more vivid. The rose blooming around his waist also lost its luster in the night rain, as haggard as his colorless eyes.
The rain gradually became heavier and heavier, like countless arrows, shooting down from the drowsy sky, hitting his face and causing a faint pain.
He slowly bent down and picked up the wedding dress on the ground, feeling his heart hurt as if it was being crushed by a thousand pounds of pounds.
This wedding dress, which symbolized courage and waiting, was abandoned by her.
Did she know that what she threw down was not a wedding dress...but his heart.
He stood quietly in the rain with his wedding dress, like a sculpture, motionless.
The water drips fell down his hair, flowing through his handsome face and forehead, and fell on the wedding dress in his hand drop by drop... Is it the tears of heaven or the tears of wedding dress?
After standing for a while, he turned around and left...
As soon as I opened the door, I saw an exquisite box placed at the door.
She quickly opened it, and it was Wang Aoshuang's wedding dress inside.
The wedding dresses were neatly folded and they were already dry, and the soft rose was still open proudly.
She took the wedding dress to Wang Aoshuang, "Ling Ang took it back."
Wang Aoshuang looked at the wedding dress with a dull look, her face fading.
It took her a long time to come to her senses and went out with the wedding dress.
She came to Ling Ang's villa, stood outside the door and rang the doorbell.
The butler came to open the door, and when he saw her, he looked a little surprised.
Wang Aoshuang handed over a gold card, a string of Audi keys, the property certificate of the New Zealand restaurant by the sea, and the luxurious wedding dress, "Butler, please hand it over to Mr. Ling."
"Uh..." The housekeeper was stunned, a little helpless for a moment, "This... these things are given to you by the young master, so it is more suitable for you to give them to him personally."
She said with a blank expression: "I don't think there is any need for this, just give it to him."
After saying that, she turned around and left. After walking a few steps, she saw Ling Ang’s car coming.
Ling Ang quickly walked out of the car, wearing the wet suit last night, looking very tired.
He covered her arm nervously, "Ao Shuang, I finally saw you, listen to me and make it clear."
Wang Aoshuang shook his hand coldly and said coldly: "There is nothing to say between us.
"Can you listen to my explanation?"
She looked at him with a clear look, and there was endless pain on her lips, "No matter how reasonable your explanation is, it cannot change the fact that you deceived me."
Ling Ang's tired eyes were filled with pain, "I know it's not right for me to hide you, but my feelings for you have always been true, and there is no falsehood."
"Is that?" Her expression was very silly. "Actually, men all over the world are the same. They all like to hug each other, with three wives and four concubines."
Ling Ang was anxious and looked at her in pain, "It's not like this..."
Suddenly a tender child voice came over, "Dad..."
The little girl walked out of the house happily with her beautiful smile.
Ling Ang was stunned for a moment, his face changed in a complicated way.
That sweet voice once again broke Wang Aoshuang's heart.
His daughter is so cute, like a beautiful little swan, and her smiling face is so brilliant, like a bright sunflower.