Hua Xi wiped the rain on her face, if she was strong now, she would prevent such a fate, even if it was against the sky!

But why? Isn't she strong now?

There are so many ifs in life, why can't you get what you want?

Her eyes were wet and hot, her face was covered with water stains, and she didn't know if it was tears or rain.

She knelt on the ground holding her wounds, and suddenly felt so uncomfortable in her heart.

Someone in front of her walked over with a slow pace, step by step, and walked in front of her.

Hua Xi raised his head, and in the rain curtain, a small figure stood in the rain with an ink-colored oil-paper umbrella.

A noble purple robe, long black hair, and a beautiful little face.

His dark eyes looked at him through the pouring rain, just a few steps away.

He held an umbrella, like an independent god, standing quietly outside the world.

The wind and rain could not get close to him.

Relatively silently.

Hua Xi half-knelt on the ground, not wanting to stand up, no strength and no mood.

Lightning and thunder in the sky, crazy rainstorms, raging winds, mixed with her.

"What are you upset about? You are already the king of the gods, you have mastered the fate of all, what else do you have to be unhappy about? Why are you upset? ”

Hua Xi lowered his head and muttered.

"Isn't the Protoss ruthless and desireless? It should be sad that those poor people who are struggling but can't escape their fate. ”

She lowered her eyes as she watched the rain that kept rolling in front of her eyes, splashing on the ground.

A splash of water splashed in her eyes, and immediately the tears that made her hold back burst again.

What, she's so weak.

There's no shame in crying at all.

When she is really sad and sad, crying is instinctive, not pretending to be strong.

After a while, a pair of small feet stopped in front of her, moved the umbrella above her head, and in an instant, all his clothes were wet.

Hua Xi raised his head to look at him, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, like a walnut.

Her dark eyes reflected her drenched embarrassment.

Where did that dashing and uninhibited woman go?

Where is that strong and confident her?

She is crying here, for whom is she crying?

Starfall slowly squatted down, stretched out her small hand, and wiped her red and swollen eyes.

The liquid on his hands was not cold rain, but hot tears.

He threw the umbrella and wiped it with both hands, but his movements were inevitably rough and hurt her.

"Hua Xi." He whispered, "It's ugly for you to cry like this." ”

Hua Xi looked at him fixedly for a second, and then tears rolled down like beads with broken threads.

Starfall frowned, stepped forward, and took her in his arms.

He was so small, but he hugged her so resolutely, how could he shelter her with such a small embrace?

Hua Xi was stunned for a moment, and gradually cried out loud, the rain was so heavy that her cry couldn't even hide the sound of the rain.

Man is a suspicious species, and in front of people who don't trust, he will never show his vulnerable side.

So she cried so much in his arms, was it because she trusted him?

Standing in the back, Shuoyue looked at them for a long time, and then he lowered his head and looked at his hands.

His hands would never have been able to hug her like that little child.

What's going on? He was jealous even of a child.

It shouldn't be, the family motto of the Shuoyue family, have you forgotten?