Chapter 245: Chapter 242: Lu Xiao: But, I Love You

She seemed unable to hold it in any longer and suddenly sobbed out loud…!

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Her shoulders shook more violently, and her crying grew louder.

Suddenly, water drops fell from the sky.

The wind hurled down the cold, icy rain that started small and gradually grew heavier.

In an instant, the sound of heavy rain filled her ears, and coldness invaded her from the ground and all directions, the large raindrops hitting her body, quickly soaking her through.

Wen Xian’s figure slowly crouched down, the back of her hand against her eyes, head bowed as she wiped her tears and sobbed without end.

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Her slender figure looked lonely and desolate, crouched there like a child abandoned by parents long ago.

Helpless and despairing.

She was engulfed by a vast wave of agony.

And just then, a beam of light cast over her.

That delicate figure remained crouched on the ground, under the heavens and earth, like an abandoned loner, subjected to the wind and rain with no shelter.

The drifting wind and rain were heartbreakingly shattering.

When the man in the SUV caught sight of that scene, something within him seemed to finally break.

Accompanied by a low curse, the next second, the car stopped, he directly opened the door, and dashed out—!

In an instant, the rain curtain swallowed him as well.

Lu Xiao charged over, pulled her up from the ground, and shouted at her through the storm, “What are you doing here, I’ll take you home!”

Seeing him appear again and hearing his words, she, who was already in immense pain, seemed to collapse completely.

She suddenly pushed him away, tears brimming in her eyes as she hysterically shouted, “Leave me alone—! Who the hell are you to me, I have nothing to do with you anymore—!”

As she spoke, she just stared at him through the rain curtain, stepping backward while wiping her tears, muttering in pain and grievance:

“The man I love doesn’t want me anymore, he said he would marry me, he promised to protect me in the future, but he, he doesn’t want me now…”

The rain soaked her hair, her face, as if she was trapped in extreme sorrow and despair.

She shook her head slightly, her tear-filled eyes full of resentment and accusation towards him, “You’re a liar, Lu Xiao, you’re a big liar, I hate you—!”

She screamed with all her strength, then quickly ran away.

As if with each passing second, she couldn’t bear to see him anymore.

Lu Xiao just listened to her words, watching her tear-streaked face, feeling as if his heart was being cut repeatedly with a knife.

When his tall figure quickly caught up with her, Wen Xian struggled violently, trying to break free from him.

But she was firmly shackled in his arms, letting her cry and scream, hitting his shoulders, his chest.

No matter how intense the storm, he held her tight in his embrace, shielding her from everything.

Wen Xian buried her face in his chest, her shoulders shaking with sobs, and finally, like a child, she kept sobbing, her words blurred, “…Lu, Lu Xiao, I hate you… so much, so much…”

Why, why did he do this to her.

The man’s body stiffened.

Seeing her broken state, he began to doubt, doubt whether what he had done was right or wrong.

He held her small hands that were hitting him, as rainwater followed his brow, ran down his noble nose, his sharp jawline.

His long and cold eyes also reddened slightly, his voice hoarse, as he slowly uttered, “But, Wen Xian, I love you.”

She hated him, yet he loved her.

At the end of his words, he lowered his head and sealed it with a kiss.

In the storm, time seemed irrelevant; he directly picked her up and walked towards the car—