Jin Rou was so frightened by the lightning and thunder that she curled up in the corner of the bed, she didn't expect that the green and wide prairie looked soft, and the weather was bad, and the thunder and lightning were thousands of times more fierce than those on Qingying Mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Moreover, there are so many harmonious disciples on Qingying Mountain, and now, Jinrou is alone to face this lightning and thunder, just hoping that this thunderstorm will pass quickly, praying that this fear will end soon.

Che Feiyu heard Jinrou's scream, and rushed into the room without hesitation, and sure enough, he saw Jinrou's emaciated body curled up in a ball, and his eyes were full of panic.

Jinrou raised her head, and Che Feiyu saw a pair of glass-like apricot eyes set on her pale face, like a frightened rabbit.

Jinrou saw that the person who came was Che Feiyu, and her heart settled down a little, and she finally didn't have to bear this fear alone.

"Aunt Jin, visit late at night, forgive me for being rude, it's just that this small courtyard has been uninhabited for a long time, and I'm really worried about whether it leaks rain, so I'm here to check it out." Che Feiyu's gaze at Shang Jinrou was also panicked. However, his panic was not due to palpitations and fear, but to confusion, inner tension, and shortness of breath.

Che Feiyu finally found a reasonable explanation, and after he finished speaking, he stood still panting, and saw that Jinrou in front of him was wearing a crescent-colored long skirt, sketching with light makeup, and gently holding a celadon lamp in her jade hand.

"It's okay, it's not raining." Jinrou secretly sighed at Che Feiyu's carefulness.

"Aunt Jin looks uneasy, as if she is afraid of thunder?" Che Feiyu's concerned eyes looked at Jinrou unreservedly, Jinrou has always been afraid of thunder, and Che Feiyu knew it in his heart.

Jinrou nodded faintly in acknowledgment, but fortunately, Che Feiyu's timely appearance alleviated the fear in her heart. For some reason, Che Feiyu seems to care for himself extraordinarily, and this kind of care is just right, not to make people feel flattering, but to make people feel at ease.

Looking at Jinrou's dependent appearance in front of her, Che Feiyu almost couldn't control it, and almost wanted to touch her clothes. But he restrained himself at the moment when he touched the corner of his clothes, and a faint layer of sadness was on his eyebrows, Che Feiyu endured it, quietly retreated to the side, looked at Jinrou, and stood with his hands down.

"I'll arrange for two maidservants to come over to accompany Aunt Jin." Che Feiyu put away his emotions, and his low-key and restrained voice was cold and scorching.

"General Che, no need, I feel much more down-to-earth now." Jin Rou said softly, looking at Che Feiyu's gaze as soft as water.

It seemed that Che Feiyu couldn't find any reason to continue to stay in Jinrou's room, and he pulled out his legs to say goodbye, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't take a single step.

The beauty is like a dream, Che Feiyu is naturally reluctant to leave, and the thunderstorm has not stopped, and Che Feiyu is not at ease to leave. After a long time, he stubbornly held back a sentence.

"If Aunt Jin doesn't dislike it, Che will accompany her in the hospital for a while, please don't be afraid, rest in peace."

"Thank you, General Cha." Jinrou bowed slightly, and the smile on her face obviously did not resist Che Feiyu's company.

Che Feiyu didn't dare to stay in the room longer, but he was afraid that the night would be sultry, and he would not be able to restrain his thoughts about Jinrou. He turned around and came outside, stood under the eaves of the inner wall of the small courtyard, looked at the flickering light from the window, took out a beautifully engraved bamboo flute from his bosom, and gently wiped it back and forth. This bamboo flute was brought to Daiguo by him from a small town in the south, and every time in the dead of night, Che Feiyu would turn his thoughts into the sound of the flute.

Jinrou looked out through the gap in the window, the rain outside the window did not stop at all, the summer rain did not freeze people, but the line of ground was like a cow's hair, falling on people's bodies, and it was also infinite trouble.

The moonlight poured like water, leaving dappled shadows through the branches, and the wind blew through the shadows of the trees, and the shaking images made the summer night scene particularly cold.

Che Feiyu has been standing at the edge of the courtyard, not far from Jinrou, leaving Jinrou with a generous back.

The eyes are bright in the heart, and the iron armor is still cold.

A glance for ten thousand years, always in the heart.

I only heard Che Feiyu blow out a tactful tune, and the familiar rhythm evoked Jinrou's deep memories, which was clearly a tune in her memories.

I didn't expect to hear the music of Kyoto in this far northernmost country. Jin Rou became more and more sure that Che Feiyu was very likely to come from the same place as herself, and it was very likely that she was an old friend who knew her.

Che Feiyu's flute sound is like crying, whispering melodiously in the ear, accompanied by this inner melody, Jinrou didn't know when she fell asleep, this night, Jinrou slept extraordinarily peacefully.

The first rays of morning light shone into the room, Jinrou felt this warm glimmer, although there was a thunderstorm last night, but Jinrou slept exceptionally sweetly, she hadn't slept so soundly for a long time, Jinrou was refreshed, and gently pushed open the door to welcome the sun.

In the early morning after the rain, the air is exceptionally fresh, as if you can still smell the fragrance of grass, mixed with the smell of earth, and the fragrance is fragrant. Jinrou closed her eyes and felt this vitality, and when she slowly opened her eyes, she saw a figure curled up in the corner of the courtyard.

It was precisely because of Che Feiyu's waiting that Jinrou was able to enjoy stability last night. Jinrou picked up a light shirt and walked towards General Che, taking the slightest step, for fear of waking him up.

Jin Rou put the light shirt on General Che's body, and unconsciously leaned closer to carefully examine his sleeping face. General Che is heroic, with bronzed skin and an angular face, for some reason, General Che is the first person in the world other than Brother Han to bring himself such a sense of security.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, General Che and Brother Han have a lot in common, such as the layout of this small courtyard, such as the celadon cup, such as the tune played, and the sense of déjà vu.

Thinking about it, Jinrou shook her head violently, and smiled bitterly, she really missed Brother Han so much, how could she see Brother Han's shadow from a completely strange man.

Although they are also tall and heroic, when Brother Han is not using martial arts, he is also a gentle and handsome son with a good temperament, and the general Che in front of him is really not gentle, and it has nothing to do with handsomeness. Although the man has no ugly appearance, the abrupt scar on the left side of General Che's face extends from his forehead to his cheeks, and his whole face is tilted to the side.

Che Feiyu seemed to sense the movement next to him in his sleep, he woke up under Jinrou's gaze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jinrou's face, Che Feiyu was still in a dream, and whispered as if he was awake: "Rou'er." ”

"General Che, you're awake." When Jinrou heard this title from General Che again, she seemed to be touched, and immediately came back to her senses and greeted General Che.

"Aunt Jin, I, I just woke up, a little confused, did you rest well last night?" Che Feiyu suddenly came to his senses, quickly changed his title, and explained in a hurry. He was about to get up, and found that he was covered with Jinrou's light shirt, as if he was surrounded by Jin's soft breath, and it really seemed like he was dreaming.