Adorable baby strikes: President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Sakakibara Kurosawa has been the eldest son of the Sakakibara family since he was a child. He shouldered everything and was raised as a robot, but at the same time he enjoyed the best treatment from the Sakakibara family, so he has never been manipulated in such a humble way in his relationship.

But in Luo Youyou's place, everything he once owned has slipped away from him, and there is nothing left.

So he wants to do it all over again, the young master who has accepted the most favorable conditions since he was a child, finally knows what it feels like to lose the person he loves the most, and now he regrets it so much, his brain, which was originally smart in everything, is facing such a situation. I can't think of any way.

The only thing he can do is to keep chasing and keeping him, so that he can catch up with the departing person a little bit.

Luo Youyou shook her head, as if using all her strength to refuse, "Don't... I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again, Sakakibara Kurosawa, don't try to coax me back and fool me, I won't trust you anymore."

Broken mirrors can still be reunited, what should be used to fill up the broken love?

The torrential rain drenched Sakakibara Kurosawa's hair, and his hair was so wet that it fell on his fair face. He was cold, pale, and with a hint of fragility. Sakakibara Kurosawa's eyes were full of unspeakable pain. , "You, really don't give me a chance?"

"Opportunities are never something you ask others to give you."

A familiar voice interposed between the two of them, Sakakibara Kurosawa looked up in astonishment, and saw someone approaching with an umbrella, the umbrella tilted accordingly, and then covered Luo Youyou's head like this.

The falling rain stopped suddenly, Luo Youyou turned her head to look at the man who came behind to hold an umbrella for her, her eyes were red.

She cried and said, "Gu Man, why are you here?"

"I heard that there was a little conflict between you, and then one or two ran out. How can I rest assured that it is raining heavily outside, so I followed to look for it."

Gu Jian was holding an umbrella, with a straight posture, and then said to Sakakibara Kurosawa, "I still have an umbrella in the car, do you need it?"

Sakakibara Kurosawa gritted his teeth, he looked at Gu Jian, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Gu Man pretended not to understand, "What did you say?"

Sakakibara Kurosawa felt that he had completely lost, look, Gu Yan came here in such a well-dressed manner, held up an umbrella for Luo Youyou in the rain in front of him, and just slapped Luo Youyou in the face nakedly, without even needing to use other words.

Under the downpour, it was his cold and broken heart that was cooled.

Gu Gu said to Luo Youyou, "Have you finished your matter?"

Luo Youyou bit her lip, not letting her tears fall, "There is nothing between us, and there is nothing to talk about!"

After speaking, Luo Youyou took the initiative to hold Gu's other hand, as if showing it to Sakakibara Kurosawa, Gu Miao acquiesced in her behavior, and the two turned around in front of Sakakibara Kurosawa, holding the same umbrella, Hand in hand to go.

The next second when he took a step forward, behind him was the hysterical voice of Sakakibara Kurosawa, who was weak and desperate after being washed by the heavy rain, "Is this your choice, Luo Yoyo! Is this your choice?"

Luo Youyou's footsteps stopped, her tears couldn't hold back, and fell again. She raised her hand to wipe it, not letting herself turn around, and then speeded up and left with Gu's arm in her arms. The back was thin and stubborn, just like the last scene, It stayed in Sakakibara Kurosawa's eyes for a moment, and then gradually faded away.

"Luo Youyou!"

Under the heavy rain, a man shouted her name hoarsely.

Along with his shout, there was a thunderstorm, and the earth seemed to be angry and roaring. Sakakibara Kurosawa stood in the rain, and his straight voice smashed the dark night. He stood there, as if he had lost his soul. Same, motionless, letting oneself get soaked all over.

In the end, what fell from his face was wet, whether it was rain or tears.

He said, "...what if I... like you."