Rain walked out of the garden in some unknown mood, walked around the iron gate, and when the evening wind blew, she curled up her shoulders in the cold, and suddenly looked up, only to see Nael's sports car parked at the gate of Yves's house. The man leaned against the car, threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground and stamped it out.
Rain came out in a hurry at that time, wearing household clothes, white cloth shoes on her feet, and her hair draped over her shoulders. Due to the backlight, she looked much slimmer.
It's cold, especially cold at night.
Nael is wearing a silver-gray suit and a pure white handmade shirt. This man, no matter whether it is dark or light, looks so well-matched, but Rain still likes him the most. Cold and arrogant, full of temperament.
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