Su Yun is dressed beautifully today.

A pure white dress with an irregular waistline, lace-wrapped lace-up flat shoes, her jet-black hair tied up high with pearl clips, and her earlobes adorned with camellia pearl earrings.

In the sun, the skin is as soft and white as glutinous rice balls.

She stood obediently and silently in the corner, yet was particularly eye-catching.

Sheng Huai strode over and looked down at the doll in front of him.

"Let's go."

Su Yun avoided his obscure and reluctant gaze and turned around to go upstairs.

My body suddenly lost weight...

She stumbled into his arms, and the familiar scent of pine wood entered her nose.

"Sheng Huai..."

Su Yun's bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

She tried to push him away, but he held her tighter.

"Let me hug you again."

The person behind her bent down and looked at her face with burning eyes.

The two of them had not been so close to each other for a long time, so close that they could even hear each other's heartbeats.

Su Yun tried hard to divert her gaze. She didn't want to explore what was hidden behind that cold and handsome face.

But his chin was raised again and he looked at her.

The four looked into each other's eyes.

His eyes were gentle and doting, with a throbbing emotion so strong that it was difficult to control.

"Yun'er, do we really have to go this far?"

Su Yun forced a smile and said, "Mr. Sheng, you don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

"Regret..."

Sheng Huai stared at her, suddenly laughed, and then loosened his hand little by little.

Su Yun walked past him and moved forward.

The dark pupils became more and more dull.

Looking at Su Yun's slender back, he murmured to himself: "Mrs. Sheng, I regret it every moment..."

The two of them got on the elevator one after the other.

The red number climbed up little by little, but Sheng Huai's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

The elevator door opens.

The two's outstanding appearance and temperament surprised everyone.

The staff greeted me warmly: "To get a marriage certificate, please queue up at window No. 1."

The two looked at each other.

Su Yun spoke first: "Let's get divorced."

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

Towards the afternoon.

The two sat side by side in silence, waiting for the final verdict.

Until it's all over.

The two of them remained silent as they walked down the stairs side by side.

Walking slowly step by step on the sidewalk lined with sycamore trees, floating clouds flowed in the sky, dark clouds gathered together, until raindrops gradually fell.

Sheng Huai finally spoke first to break the silence.

"I'm going to buy an umbrella."

Su Yun stood there and let him take off his suit and put it on her without saying a word to refuse.

She watched him rush into the convenience store with his long legs, and then rush to her side holding an umbrella.

In a trance, I seemed to see the boy when he was 18 years old.

Before I knew it, my eyes were filled with tears.

She didn't know whether she was sad about the end of this marriage or sad that she had finally finished writing the secret love notes she had started when she was 18.

Sheng Huai held an umbrella and followed her closely.

The wet black hair stuck to the beautiful eyebrows, the face was as pale as paper, and even the lips were grayish white.

"Su Yun..."

He called her name from behind, with deep affection and overwhelming regret.

A flash of purple lightning cut through the rain curtain, and thunder rumbled.

Su Yun suddenly stopped.

She turned around and looked at Sheng Huai's defeated face.

There was calmness in his eyes.

"Stop following me..."

"We have already..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy scent of pine wood invaded his senses and he bent down.

kiss!

From a light touch to gradually losing control...

He pressed forward step by step, his breath heavy, carrying the cold pine scent that Su Yun was most familiar with, and an irresistible dominance.

"Sheng Huai, we are divorced!"

Su Yun almost screamed out and pushed him away with both hands.

The rain is getting heavier.

Sheng Huai's eyes were red and he was almost crazy.

He held Su Yun's slender wrist tightly and refused to let go, repeating over and over again: "Yun'er, you are mine!"

In the heavy rain, the living devil who was stirring up the ever-changing situation in the Li City shopping mall with his cunning hands was now sitting on the muddy ground.

Extremely embarrassed.

His face was frighteningly pale, and he grabbed the hem of Su Yun's skirt and refused to let go.

He shouted, begged, and muttered to himself.

Say that you regret, that you are unwilling to give up, and that you want to make amends.

Su Yun just felt tired.

She stood in the rain with her eyelashes drooping, looking at Sheng Huai, as if she saw her past.

She said.

Sheng Huai, I once loved you this way too.

It's you who don't cherish it.

So what are you doing now?

"Yeah...it's me who didn't cherish you, it's me who let you down."

Sheng Huai looked crazy, his eyes red as he screamed in despair like a trapped beast: "I'm sorry, Yun'er, it turns out that I have been hurting you all these years!"

He just wouldn't let go, just wouldn't leave.

Sheng Huai, sitting in the rain, no longer had any of his usual noble and cold demeanor.

He just mechanically begged Su Yun to forgive him again and again, repeating his regrets over and over again.

It wasn't until the rain stopped and the sky cleared up that he calmed down a little.

"Mrs. Sheng..."

He pulled the corner of his mouth, smiled bitterly and changed his words: "Sorry, I should call you Miss Su now."

"Miss Su, can I take you home?"

Sheng Huai left the villa covered with roses to Su Yun.

The black Rolls-Royce slowly moved forward in Li City after the rain.

Su Yun sat in the passenger seat, feeling the scenery in front of her eyes becoming increasingly blurred, until it all turned into wetness and coldness in the corners of her eyes.

"Sheng Huai..."

She turned around and looked at his angular profile, wanting to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

The handsome brows of the man next to me were slightly frowned, and his slender pale fingers were tightly gripping the steering wheel.

It drives very slowly.

The evening breeze swept through the car window, across the long street, and through the crowd.

Until it stopped at the black lacquered gate covered with roses.

The two got off the car in tacit understanding.

When their eyes met, they felt complicated and had mixed emotions.

moment.

In the setting sun, they looked at each other's red eyes from crying, and then they both started to smile.

"Boss Sheng, you can find any young lover you want in the future, and you don't have to worry about gossips saying you're a playboy or a dissolute person!"

"Ms. Su, I just hope you never find a new significant other!"

Sheng Huai approached her step by step, and Su Yun retreated step by step, until she had nowhere to retreat and leaned against the wall.

He leaned forward and lowered his head, as if asking for a kiss.

But he quickly withdrew his harsh lips.

"Ms. Su..."

Su Yun looked at him smiling at her, but she felt her heart tighten for some reason.

"Mr. Sheng...you can go now..."

She vaguely felt that Sheng Huai, who had just fallen to the ground in regret and sadness, seemed like a dream.

The man in front of him was tall, with deep eyes and arrogance in his handsome face.

"Ms. Su..."

With a smile in the corners of his eyes and a hoarse voice from crying, he leaned closer.

Bewitching and powerful.

Su Yun looked up at him and had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sheng Huai laughed even more shamelessly.

"I've thought about it."

"Now that we're divorced, can I...get you back?"

Su Yun's depressed and sad mood just now turned into speechlessness.

She glared coldly at the handsome face in front of her: "Psycho!"

The dark door slowly closed.

Sheng Huai stood outside the door, following her back, his expression suddenly darkening, completely unlike the dissolute look he had just shown when he was playing rogue with Su Yun.

The night is dark.

Su Yun sat quietly. She still felt like she was in a dream made of soap bubbles.

It broke with a slight poke.

This night.

The lamp in the luxurious bedroom stayed on all night.

The elegant figure stood at the gate of the villa until dawn.