The inside of the house is warm, and the rain outside the house is melting. Rainwater falls down the eaves and merges into a small river.

Zhao Chun glanced at Tian Sangsang, her expression was the same as usual, but the speed of eating accelerated.

After eating, he silently put the black umbrella on the side of the table and went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

**

Standing in front of the courtyard house, the rain fell on Jiang Jinghuai's body.

Cool rain ran down the hair, down the cheeks, down the chin. Some of the rain ran down his neck and into his clothes. The relentless rain washed over his clothes, and he was now like a chicken in the soup.

The whole body is wet, and the clothes are close to the skin.

But he stood still, like a statue, undisturbed by the rain.

It's a little cold, a little painful.

He suddenly raised his hand, covered his mouth and coughed.

His cough occurred in the winter, and he couldn't take care of it for a while, but he didn't expect it to cough again at this time.

A faint smell of blood wafted through the air, and he blinked his eyes a little puzzled and looked down.

Yes, he remembered, he was injured. Last week they went to a neighbouring province to provide relief, and his injuries were left during the relief. Due to good command, he was promoted, and he was already with the rank of major.

There is no one to talk to when you are sad, and no one to share in your glory.

In the past, when he was injured, Tian Sangsang would always help him treat his wounds, and in the past, she would never let him stand alone in the heavy rain. Could it be that from today onwards, she will never be good to him again, and he will never feel her tenderness again?

Could it be that from today onwards, it will rain and she will never hold an umbrella for him again?

No, then he would rather die.

With a creak, the door opened.

He turned his eyes to look to the side, and she was holding a black umbrella with one in her hand.

She stood under an umbrella, light clothes, beautiful colors.

"Sangsang. There was a delight and an unseen darkness in the depths of his eyes. There was a voice in my heart that kept shouting: Yes, she still cares about me, otherwise she won't come out. She is a soft-hearted person, and when she sees ordinary people standing under the rain, she will not sit idly by, let alone him, it is he who is standing under the rain.

One day husband and wife hundred days.

She is a person whose heart is as soft as dust and hard as iron.

He couldn't figure it out, but he could bet, and he won.

Since she became pregnant, Tian Sangsang's sense of smell has been more sensitive. She could already smell the smell of blood in the air.

She frowned slightly, and handed over the umbrella in her hand: "You're crazy, let's go." ”

He took the umbrella and set it aside, then took her hand. In fact, he wanted to hug her, hug her hard. But he was afraid that she would catch a cold. After all, he was drenched right now, and hugging him directly might make her catch a cold.

He clasped his hand and wrapped her around, "Come back with me, okay?"

Tian Sangsang pursed his lips vigorously, and his eyes moistened. I don't know if it's the rain outside that wets my eyes, or if the tears are clouding the world. She pulled her hand back vigorously, staring at the rain falling from the edge of the umbrella.

Jiang Jinghuai looked at her appearance and panicked for a while.

He took her hand again and said in a panic, "Sangsang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you this. I won't say anything. If you don't like to hear it, then I won't talk about it. The word "home" will poke at her sadness.

Tian Sangsang looked at him in frustration.

How did he end up like this?

Why do you want to be so low-voiced?

Where did he go before?

"Don't go. Feeling that she wanted to withdraw her hand, Jiang Jinghuai grabbed it tighter.

He kissed the corner of her lips: "You can't go." ”

Weakly, he was a little broken: "Can't go, Sangsang." ”

"You belong to me. You are my man. ”

"I don't belong to you. ”

"You belong to me. His eyes were still dark and deep, and he was unwilling to compromise on such matters, and he was very persistent. "You are everywhere you go. ”

Unable to break free of his hand, Tian Sangsang was slightly annoyed, and his eyes widened: "I belong to myself, I don't belong to anyone!"

"No, you belong to me. Yanyan is my son, and this one in your belly is also my child, have you forgotten the time we used to be together? You belong to me from beginning to end, and I can imagine you with my eyes closed. You have been stained with my breath and have my mark on you, and from now on, you will be my person. In this life, you can't get rid of me. ”

Gibberish, just gibberish.

He was so earnest, so meticulous, obviously nonsense, but very reverently as if he were telling the truth.

Tian Sangsang was angry: "How come I didn't find out that you were so perverted before." ”

She is a person, not the property of anyone. In life, there is nothing wrong with longing for love. But if love is delicate and dense, then it is a burden, don't do it. What's more, this kind of perverted love is simply a cage and captivity.

"You let go of me!" she couldn't pull her hand back, so she raised her foot and kicked him, so angry that she was going to die: "Jiang Jinghuai!"

One hand was holding an umbrella, the other hand was restrained, and she had no strength after a few kicks.

She really wanted to smash the umbrella directly at him, just smash him to death. Is it necessary to smash his head open so that he can clearly know what she is thinking?

But seeing his drenched black hair and handsome face becoming more and more cold and vicissitudes under the rain, she felt that she could not do that.

Throw the umbrella away in a negative mood.

A drop of rain fell on her face.

Jiang Jinghuai pressed her shoulders and took her back a few steps before she continued to be caught in the rain.

His hands slowly went down her arms, suppressing the urge to take her into his arms and holding her cold hands. "Why don't you go?

"Sangsang, I feel sad without you!"

"Are you crazy?" Tian Sangsang couldn't raise his eyes.

"I'm not crazy, I'm sick. Jiang Jinghuai's eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "Where did we go wrong, is it because of my mother? You believe me, I really won't be like that in the future." ”

"Why don't you understand? It's not your mother's problem!" Tian Sangsang was struggling to death, and reasoned with him on a dying breath: "From the beginning to the present, it is not your mother who is between you and me. You don't believe me, and I don't really believe you. Shall we get together and disperse?"

"I just care too much about you, so I don't trust you......"

Caring and trusting have a hairy causal relationship, Tian Sangsang only thought it was funny.

"If you cared about me, you wouldn't have done that to me in the first place. ”

"I realized it later. ”

Tian Sangsang: "......"

He pursed his lips, like a little boy who had done something wrong, his eyes were clear, and the pain was palpable:

"Do you really want to leave me that way?"

"I really regret it so much! I really hate you so much! Can you let me go!?Jiang Jinghuai!" Tian Sangsang roared, he was really going crazy with him!

"Sangsang, Sangsang, don't be angry. He was frightened and quickly let go of his hand.

He added softly, "Pay attention to your body." ”