Step by step.

The closed school door was slowly opened as she approached.

She glanced outside.

The rain was hazy, and the heavy rain washed the ground and also washed away her vision.

I could only barely see a shiny black sedan parked not far away.

After a while, the door of the sedan opened, and a tall and noble figure got off the body.

He opened a black umbrella and walked in her direction.

She didn't need to look up, just a figure, or, a back, and she could accurately identify who it was.

Seeing him getting closer and closer to her, Mu Kuyan covered his heart for a burst of cramping, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper.

My heart hurts again.

Now, it hurts to think of him, and it hurts to see him.

It turns out that heartache is not good either.

She didn't want such heartache.

Finally, she closed her eyes in exhaustion and fell into the rain.

Her body was curled up, and she closed her eyes.

The rain that washed over his body quickly disappeared.

Mu Kuyan finally realized that it was not that the rain had stopped, nor that she was really unconscious, but that the umbrella covered the pouring rain for her.

Finally, a pair of slender and powerful arms, hooked her waist and legs, and lifted her from the ground.

Let her rely on the breath of habit, and the familiar voice: "... Girl. ”

……

When Mu Kuyan woke up again, it was already two days later.

During the heavy rain, she fell into a deep coma, followed by a high fever that did not go away, and it took two days to get better slightly.

Open your eyes again.

This is the one home in the apartment.

She propped herself up and sat up slowly.

This is in her room.

Mingyu, who had just walked to the door, heard the sound in the bedroom and hurried in.

"Girl." Mingyou shouted.

He held the hot water in his hand that had been changed countless times, and every time it was cold, he would change a cup of hot one, and put it at the head of the bed to wait for her to wake up, so that she could drink hot water as soon as possible.

"Drink some water, feel better." He handed the water cup to Mu Kuyan.

Mu Kuyan looked at him, didn't say a word, and didn't take the water glass.

Mingyou stretched out his hand, which was about to land on her ear, and pulled the shredded hair.

But he was suddenly avoided by Mu Kuyan.

She tilted her head, afraid of being touched.

Mingyou was puzzled, put down the water glass, and held her hand instead: "What happened that day?" ”

When I brought her back, there was still blood stagnation on her clothes that had not been washed away by the rain.

Between the fingernails, the remaining blood stains are even worse.

Keen as bright and quiet, how can you not know whose blood it is.

It's a lonely step!

It's just that he wasn't there what happened at that time, so I don't know for the time being.

"Brother."

Mu Kuyan shouted.

After a serious illness, I opened my mouth to realize that my voice was so hoarse.

Mingyou was distressed, and reached out to hug her into his arms: "You hurt Bu Gu, and your body was stained with his blood, tell me, isn't it, what did he say?" ”

Otherwise, why is it that even the redness that has faded in the eyes has resurfaced, and it is more conspicuous than before......

"Nope." The wood is dry and hoarse.

In her misty eyes, there was a hidden grievance.

It's not fair.

Why did he give her such a blow when she was so deeply invested.

Suddenly, she withdrew from Mingyou's arms, grabbed Mingyou's arm tightly, and asked him, "Brother, have you ever liked me?" ”