Although in the eyes of others, Xiao Yu waited for Wen Xinyuan for almost twenty hours. And in fact, leaving Xiao Xu's warm heart is far from being inconvenient.

Ran Heya had seen this a long time ago.

When Wen Xinyuan met the assassin in the mountain alone and almost killed the assassin, she saw it clearly, even if Wen Xinyuan couldn't stand now and was considered a disabled person, he was also a very disabled person.

So.

Xiao Xiang still let himself look at him seriously, is it funny?

"Do you already know who the spy is?"

Finally caught up, Ran and Ya saw that there were only the two of them around, and asked in a low voice.

"How would I know."

Wen Xinyuan's eyes were clear, and when he spoke, he was as calm as the surface of a lake, and Ran Heya knew that he was not lying, and it was precisely because of this that she felt strange.

Seeing Wen Xinyuan's deliberate attitude of supporting Xiao Desire, he seems to be very sure and confident.

"If you don't let Xiao Xiang go, let him go back to fight the grass and scare the snake, besides, if Xiao Xiang is not there, if the other party wants to do anything again, it will probably be much more convenient."

Looking at his plan, it is very useful to use himself as a bait.

Ran Heya frowned, as if he disagreed, but he knew this person's stinky temper, so he endured it and didn't speak.

There were only two people left on the way back, and no one spoke anymore after talking about serious things, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. It just so happened that the wind was blowing at this moment, and the dark clouds were blown by the wind, and they gathered overhead in an instant, Ran Heya looked up at the gloomy top uneasily, and muttered quietly.

"It won't be so unlucky."

The rain is bound to fall, and there is still a long way to go back to the carefree medical center, and the two of them are traveling lightly, and neither of them has an umbrella.

"There's a gazebo in front, I'll push you over, let's take shelter from the rain?"

Ran and Yarang softened their voices to discuss with the people, and after getting a slight nod from the other party, they pushed the people into the pavilion before the heavy rain came, almost as soon as they entered the pavilion, the rain outside the pavilion fell to the ground, making people cry out how dangerous.

"This rain is coming urgently, and it must not be long before it stops."

After speaking, Ran Heya glanced down at Wen Xinyuan, but saw that the latter had already blinded slightly, and he didn't know whether he was closing his eyes or not wanting to deal with her. Originally, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, but now they are both in a gazebo with limited space, which is the embarrassment of Fang Cai multiplied by two.

It's okay...... Treat yourself as the only one.

Ran Heya comforted herself like this, looking at the sky and the rain on the ground, but she didn't look at the handsome and cold men around her.

"Ahh

Because the movement was too loud, Wen Xinyuan opened his eyes and looked up at her, Ran Heya covered his mouth and nose, and said in a nasal voice.

"Sorry to bother you?"

The rain had cooled the air a bit, and when Ran Heya sensed the cold, it seemed that there were already signs of wind chill.

Wen Xinyuan frowned slightly, took off his shirt and handed it to Ran Heya beside him, this sudden concern was more like scaring Ran Heya than moving.

"No, really not, I didn't feel any cold-"

The other party blocked her words with one sentence.

"You've got wounds."

Ran Heya's heart warmed, even the things she herself almost forgot, but he still remembered.

Wen Xinyuan looked at her again and said, "Don't be reckless." ”

This time, his tone softened, like coaxing a child.

Ran Heya no longer shirked, took the clothes and obediently draped them on his body. In an instant, the whole person was haunted by an aura that belonged to Wen Xinyuan.

It is a kind of smell that is cold and clean like mint, and it makes people feel comfortable.

Wen Xinyuan looked at her with the rest of her eyes, the woman's figure was too slender, and after putting on her own clothes, she was empty, but she looked particularly pleasing to the eye. Normally, he would feel disgusted when others touched his things, but now, Ran Heya used his clothes, but he didn't have any emotions, and he was even a little happy.

"Ah, by the way, you also saw the mysterious man last time, I mentioned it to you before."

Ran Heya mentioned that this person's eyes were shining, as if he had inexplicable worship. In fact, she purely found a topic in front of Wen Xinyuan.

Wen Xinyuan didn't have much interest, and hummed softly with half-squinted eyes.

Speaking of that person, in his opinion, every time he appeared, it seemed like he was deliberately handsome.

"Do you know him? I want to find him, thank him well......"

Thank? How thanks? Looking at her grateful look, is it to make a personal promise?

Wen Xinyuan was instantly unhappy, his attitude was extremely cold, and his answer was also like gold, "I don't know." ”

How do you feel like the atmosphere is cold again? Ran Heya, who didn't know what went wrong, was a little discouraged, and simply closed her mouth, it just so happened that the torrential rain had passed at this moment, she took off her clothes and prepared to return it to Wen Xinyuan, but she didn't want to fall a soft thing from her body because of her movements, smashed it on the ground and rolled, and stopped at Wen Xinyuan's feet.

Ran Heya's eyes widened, the last thing he wanted to see happened, Wen Xinyuan bent down and naturally picked up the thing.

It's a white purse.

Originally, it was going to be given away, but after knowing the fact that it was very ugly, she completely extinguished this idea, as for why it was on herself, probably because she forgot to put it back after playing with it last time.

"It's—"

Wen Xinyuan stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't come to a conclusion about the twisted creature in the purse.

Just looking at Shen Yun, it looks like a duck.

"Give it back!"

Ran Heya stretched out his hand to grab it, but was avoided by Wen Xinyuan's movements, Wen Xinyuan saw that her face was red, and she speculated that it was not her own, but this clumsy embroidery was from her own handwriting.

"You embroidered it?"

Can you not admit it?

Ran Heya coughed, and glanced at other places with a weak heart, "It's right that I embroidered it, it was originally intended to be given to my father, and it can be regarded as a piece of my filial piety......"

It's hard to say, and I'm about to run out of it.

After looking at this purse for a long time, Wen Xinyuan suddenly chuckled, Ran Heya heard his laughter for the first time, how to describe it, it was the same as hearing the sound of jade colliding with each other.

He laughed because his fingertips touched the inside of his purse.

Ran Heya was ingenious and embroidered a crooked Wen character inside, who the purse was originally intended to be given to, he already knew.

Ran and Ya misunderstood this laughter, thinking that they were laughing at themselves, ashamed and angry, turned around to grab the purse in the man's hand, but were vigorously dropped into the arms by the man, the two of them were very close to each other for a while, and they could feel each other's breath.

"I love it."

Wen Xinyuan looked directly into Ran Heya's eyes, letting her see the sincerity in her eyes.

In his eyes, he has always been indifferent and detached, rarely like now, with a warm smile.

The ghost sent the gods, Ran Heya stretched out his hand and put it on the other party's forehead, and in this case, he said very sadly: "You...... It seems to have a fever. ”