Song Nian bit his lip desperately and nodded slightly: "Mr. Fu, you let people put down the window screen, okay?" ”

"Ah Jiu!"

Hearing the voice, Ah Jiu immediately closed the door and lowered the curtains.

But there was still thunder outside, deafening.

Looking at the pale girl in his arms, Fu Xiao frowned and whispered, "I'll take you back to the room!" ”

Song Nian didn't speak, tears suddenly fell, and they slammed heavily on Fu Xiao's hand.

Fu Xiao's eyes darkened, picked her up by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.

The windows were closed, the doors were closed, and the thunder was suddenly much quieter.

Fu Xiao put her on the bed, turned on the table lamp, and was about to pour her a glass of water when Song Nian suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Don't go!"

Fu Xiao's heart throbbed a little, returned to her, and stroked her face: "Well, I'm not leaving!" ”

Seeing that something was wrong with her, Fu Xiao didn't ask much and stayed by her side quietly.

As the thunder slowly became smaller, Song Nian's trembling body gradually calmed down, and he closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Looking at the pale girl shrunk in the quilt, Fu Xiao frowned slightly, and sent a message to Ah Jiu to investigate.

In less than half an hour, Ah Jiu pushed open the bedroom door and said respectfully: "Mr. Fu, I found it!" ”

Fu Xiao stood up and kissed Song Nian on the forehead before closing the door and standing in the corridor.

"What's going on!"

"Song's mother died in a car accident during a thunderstorm, and ......" Ah Jiu pursed her lips, her face was ugly: "When her mother was in a car accident, Song was also by her side. It's just that she was firmly protected and didn't get hurt. ”

After listening to Ah Jiu's words, Fu Xiao's face was gloomy and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Watching his mother die......

No wonder she was so scared!

"When?"

"Eleven!"

"Got it." Fu Xiao put his hands in his pockets, "Prepare a piece of strawberry cake for her." ”

"Yes, Mr. Fu!"

Ah Jiu didn't say anything more and left respectfully.

Fu Xiao returned to the room, and Song Nian was still asleep.

It's just that his hands are tightly tugging on the quilt, and he doesn't sleep very deeply.

Fu Xiao sat down beside her, gently held her hand, and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, there will be me in the future!" ”

As if hearing reassurance, Song Nian's tense body slowly relaxed, and he fell asleep deeply.

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I don't know how long I slept, Song Nian opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to move his body.

Unexpectedly, her hand was held tightly.

Song Nian turned her face sideways, and saw Fu Xiao lying beside her, with her head down, as if she was asleep.

As soon as she was about to withdraw her hand, the man was awakened, raised his head suddenly, and subconsciously went to look at her.

"Awake?"

Song Nian withdrew her hand, only to feel that her palm was hot, and she nodded with a slightly red face: "What time is it?" ”

When he opened his mouth to speak, he found that his voice was very hoarse.

Fu Xiao turned around and poured warm water for her, handed it to her mouth, and coaxed softly: "I added some honey to you, moisten your throat!" ”

"I'll do it myself." Song Nian reached out to take the cup, but was stopped by Fu Xiao: "You just woke up, your hands don't have any strength, I'll feed you." ”

Song Nian glanced at him, opened his mouth and drank the honey water, and his throat finally felt a lot better.

"Mr. Fu, what time is it?"

"Six o'clock!" Fu Xiao put the cup down and took a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth for her: "You slept for an hour!" ”

Song Nian took the tissue and wiped it himself.

It was already clear outside the window, and there seemed to be a rainbow after the rain, and the whole sky was particularly beautiful.