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Chapter 862



She didn\'t think about her hatred for Lu Zexiao first, and it wasn\'t a revenge plan.

Fengjian thought, if she was Lu Zexiao\'s girlfriend, and her ex hugged her with unforgettable old feelings, it would indeed be unacceptable for any man.

Especially a proud and conceited man like Lu Zexiao.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and the wind saw her face hurt from being shaved, so she raised her legs and put them on the bench, shrinking her body together.

Thinking of the words Bei Chuan said before leaving, I feel warm in my heart, but I just went downstairs in a hurry, didn\'t take my mobile phone at all, and couldn\'t ask for help.

And even if she took the mobile phone, she couldn\'t call for help.

Meeting Beichuan again would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire, regardless of the relationship with Lu Zexiao.

She and Bei Chuan didn\'t think too much about this matter, as long as they persevere in the past, it will pass.

Kazami has always comforted herself like this.

The weather was gloomy after the strong wind, and the sky was full of stars just now, but now I can\'t see a single star.

Fengjian looked up reluctantly, and suddenly saw Lu Zexiao standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and she lowered her head instantly.

At this time, I can only suffer by myself, wondering if he will be kind and feel distressed.

If I beg for mercy, I will be restrained by him too much in the future.

She didn\'t have the upper hand in the first place, and it was absolutely impossible not to have the upper hand all the time, then she would be crippled.

She lowered her head stubbornly, feeling that Lu Zexiao was watching, so she didn\'t look up again.

...

Auntie watched Feng Jian go downstairs and didn\'t come back for a long time, so she told Lu Zexiao about it.

"Miss Kazami has been downstairs for almost an hour, and she hasn\'t come back yet, should I go down and look for it?"

Lu Zexiao pointed to the location downstairs, and the aunt looked along.

"Why is Miss Kazami sitting there? It\'s so cold, isn\'t she uncomfortable?"

Lu Zexiao said indifferently, "She wants to sit there, but she is reluctant to come up. We can\'t persuade her, so let her go."

"How can this be... just now I heard from the weather forecast that the typhoon is coming, and it will rain heavily. I didn\'t close the window in the kitchen just now, and the gust of wind was so strong."

"Yeah?"

Lu Zexiao asked disapprovingly.

"Yes! This is not acceptable, go down and call her."

Auntie rushed to the door as she spoke, and was immediately stopped by Lu Zexiao, "Go and rest when you should. If she wants to come up, she will come up naturally. If she doesn\'t want to come up, you just make a fuss, and you won\'t be able to tell."

Auntie looked at Lu Zexiao in embarrassment, and finally went back to her room.

It rained in an instant, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were blurred.

The rain was heavy, and the glass was instantly covered with a layer of ice mist.

Lu Zexiao couldn\'t see the situation downstairs clearly, and frowned impatiently.

The aunt heard the sound of rain in the room and wanted to come out to persuade Lu Zexiao to go down with her and bring Feng Jian up, but when she left the room, she found that Lu Zexiao was no longer there.

His bedroom door was open, no one was in the living room, and the bathroom light was off.

There is only one possibility, he went downstairs.

After Lu Zexiao went downstairs, he stood under the eaves sheltering from the rain and looked at Kazami who was still sitting there huddled. She was short of breath, and seemed very cold and uncomfortable.

After maintaining such a quiet state for a few minutes, Lu Zexiao spoke to Kazami.

"I don\'t mind if you take shelter from the rain at the elevator entrance and think about what I told you."

Feng Jian looked up at Lu Zexiao tremblingly, "No need, you\'re punishing me for doing this, I\'ll just think about it here, and I\'ll definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Saying that, Kazami rested his head on his knees again, and sat motionless on the bench.

The heavy rain kept washing against her body. Lu Zexiao looked at her and felt a sudden pain in his heart like a needle prick.