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Ye Wenyu put on an old white windbreaker, held a black umbrella, and carried a heavy schoolbag with the lessons she had worked so hard for her tutoring children in the library, and then set off.

The body is sick, very weak, and walks with a top-heavy and shaky head.

Sitting on the bus, she began to have a fever again, her body was hot and cold, her face was red, but her hands and feet were cold, she kept coughing, causing people in the car to look sideways, and there was an aunt who was sitting closer to her, and even when she saw that there was a vacancy behind her, she immediately fled from her like a plague escape.

She saw it, and her heart was even colder and more painful because of it.

No one cared about her, and even because she was sick, it was annoying, Ye Wenyu's heart couldn't get any warmth, and when the car arrived, she got out of the car groggily and began to walk towards her employer's house with shaky steps.

For her, at this moment, the road surface is no longer the usual solid pavement, but has become a floating and sinking sea, she is like a person who is about to drown in the sea, she wants to cry, but she knows that crying is useless, gritting her teeth and desperately controlling it.

At that moment, the schoolbag on his back became as heavy as a stone, and the sky began to pour down, and the rain was like gray cow tendons, forming a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth. The wind began to blow and whine, interspersed with terrifying lightning and a terrifying roar of thunder.

In such a storm, the sick Ye Wenyu didn't even have the strength to hold the umbrella in her hand, her body and the umbrella in her hand were blown and swayed by the wind, she was like a kite with a broken string, taking a step forward, her body shook, sometimes, because she had no strength, the umbrella was crooked to the side, and the rain poured down like a scoop, and her body was drenched.

Eventually, she finally reached her destination. She knocked on the door of her employer's house like a chicken in soup, her body seemed to have a fever that seemed to be worse, her little face was as pale as a dead man, she kept coughing violently, her long hair stuck to her face, and she kept dripping water from below.

She walked so hard to her employer's house, but her parents glanced at her and said to her: "Teacher Xiaoye, it's the flu season, I think you seem to have a serious cold, you don't have to go to class today, you go back to recover from your illness first, my child is weak-"

She understood what the parents meant, she was afraid that her illness would be passed on to her children, and the children who usually appeared in time when they heard the teacher's knock on the door never appeared, probably afraid of the virus on her body, so she had to nod, turn around and walk out again.

The wind outside was stronger, the rain seemed to be heavier, the high fever on her body was even worse, the whole person was confused, her strength was gradually disappearing, and she struggled out of her employer's community and came to the road outside.

A gust of wind blew the umbrella in her hand to the ground, and then the wind blew the umbrella and ran forward, Ye Wenyu stood there, drenched in heavy rain, watching the umbrella with the help of the wind, as if it had grown feet, running far away, she felt powerless, the ice rain poured on her body, like a thorn, she suddenly whirled around, she couldn't support it anymore, the whole person was dark in front of her, and fell to the ground heavily.

The body touched the cold concrete floor, a heart-piercing pain came, and Venus was popping up in front of her, her person was still conscious, but instead of having such a miserable consciousness, it was better to faint directly, she wanted to die like this, and it would be a hundred to die, because it was too painful for her to live.

She gave up the struggle, lay on the cold ground, let the wind and rain invade her, and thought bitterly, when she was a child, she once heard her mother say that the most miserable life for a person is to die on the road outside, to be a corpse on the road. Whenever it was windy and rainy outside, my mother always hugged her in their little broken house and said to her happily: "Xiaoyu, you see, although we are poor, we have a house, we have a home, we can hide at home when it is windy and rainy, we are lucky, there are some people in this world who don't even have a home, they can only wander outside, or even die outside." ”

Tears flowed out of Ye Wenyu's eyes frantically, and she thought bitterly, Mom, I have become the most miserable person in this world, I have made a road reversal, I am young, and I am going to die outside.

I don't know how long it took, I saw a car stop, a tall man in black walked towards her with an umbrella, and then the rain stopped, the man in black squatted down with an umbrella, she felt that there was no more cold raindrops on her body like a stone, she opened her eyes, and saw a pair of familiar feet, she tried her best to raise her eyes, her eyes went up, and she saw a familiar handsome face, it was him, Lin Tingfeng, and tears immediately gushed out again with grievances.

She cried quietly there, tears accompanied by the undried rain on her face, and then, when she heard a deep sigh, she felt that her whole person was held by a pair of strong men's hands into a warm and wide embrace, Lin Tingfeng threw the umbrella aside, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, the two of them were drenched in the rain, he strode and carried her into the car.

His arms were as warm and hot as fire, full of attachment, she was clinging to his chest, she could hear his powerful heartbeat, her tears welled up in large streams, if she hadn't met him today, she would have died outside, a corpse on the road.

She couldn't tell whether the scene in front of her was true or false, but it didn't matter, even if it was fake, it was a sweet dream, she greedily pressed her cold little face tightly to his hot chest, she stretched out her hand and hugged his waist tightly, she cried loudly, venting all the sadness and grievances of half a year.

She felt him tremble, he was desperately restraining himself, and in the utter silence she heard his accelerated heartbeat, fast but steady and powerful.

His heartbeat changed because of her?

Could it be that he also loves her? Like she loves him? But before that, Ye Wenyu's heart was full of doubts, and all kinds of pictures from the past appeared in his mind, like a movie montage shot, he suddenly clenched and let go of his hand like lightning, when he handed her something, five fingers stretched outward, flattened into palms, to avoid contact with her hand, he didn't show up for a few months, he didn't give her contact information such as phone number and WeChat, and even when she took the initiative to ask him for a phone number, he refused to give it to her?

How could he love her? I'm afraid I don't even like it even a little bit.

However, no matter what, live in the moment, at this moment, she is snuggled in his arms, warm and comfortable, and a huge sense of security and steadfastness is injected into her thin and clammy body through his heartbeat, making her feel safe and happy.

Ye Wenyu pressed his face closer to Lin Tingfeng's chest, like a tame cat, curled up in his arms, snuggling even tighter.

Lin Tingfeng lowered his head, stared at her, observed her subtle movements, a hint of a smile, and unconsciously, gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.