"Lucky enough to meet me and be the mother of my child?"

"Get out!"

Su Yimo felt sad, but seeing his narcissistic and almost shameless appearance, he was only angry, and immediately took a pillow and threw it over.

Liang.

Han Yuwei and Zhao Cong and a few colleagues came to the suburbs to climb the mountain.

After eating, Han Yuwei separated from the others and wanted to walk alone.

Zhao Cong: "Yuwei, do you really want me to accompany you?"

"No, I want to walk alone, you guys can play."

Han Yuwei waved at him and entered the mountain alone.

Recently, she has not had a heavy job, and she finally has time to think about her life.

At work, she has a clear goal, as long as she keeps working towards this goal.

In life, she is too busy with work and hopes to find a gentle and considerate boyfriend to take care of her.

Gentle and considerate......

Thinking of this word, Nan Junchen's face popped up in her mind, and she shook her head violently, throwing his face out of her mind.

What kind of illness did she think of him, and he had a dime to do with the word?

Gentle and considerate should be like Zhao Cong.

Tall, handsome and caring, you should find such a boyfriend when you fall in love.

I don't know how far he walked, he was tired and sat on the steps to rest.

She thumped her legs, looked at the dim sky, and frowned.

What's going on? Why don't you notice that it's so dark for a while? I looked at the weather forecast in the morning and there was no rain.

Han Yuwei muttered to herself and got up and hurriedly walked back.

She had to go back before the heavy rain, or she would be drenched on the mountain road, which would be too miserable.

Because she was in too much of a hurry, she didn't pay attention to the road under her feet, and she accidentally broke her foot.

She screamed in pain and sat down on the ground, which was enough to choke and rush back, but this time she couldn't rush back if she broke her foot.

What should I do?

I threw my phone in the car, and I couldn't make a phone call if I wanted to.

Han Yuwei looked around desperately and blankly, jumped to the side of the road, picked up a wooden stick, and walked back little by little.

Before he walked a few steps, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky with a "boom", and then the raindrops the size of beans fell down, drenching Han Yuwei's clothes almost instantly.

The rain fell on her head and face, wetting her hair, and the rain trickled down her cheeks, almost making her unable to open her eyes, and she couldn't be more embarrassed.

Her vision was blurred, and the road was getting more and more slippery, and Han Yuwei was terrified and cautious with every step she took.

Parking lot halfway up the mountain.

Nan Junchen stopped the car, pushed the door and opened the umbrella.

Not far away, Zhao Cong was anxiously looking for something in the car.

Han Yuwei hadn't come back yet, and he wanted to take his trekking poles to find her.

"Hey, where's Han Yuwei?"

Nan Junchen walked up to him and asked.

Zhao Cong saw Nan Junchen, his face turned cold, "I don't know." ”

"What do you mean you don't know? Didn't you come out together? ”

Zhao Cong sneered, "It seems that Nan Dashao is staring at us clearly." ”

"Less nonsense, where is she?"

"I don't know, I'm about to look for her."

Zhao Cong bypassed him impatiently, "She was separated from us, and she hasn't come back yet, I don't know where she is trapped, if you still have her in your heart, let's look for her together." ”

Stuck in the mountains?

Nan Junchen frowned and followed.

This stupid woman, what kind of mountain do you climb in this weather, isn't it death?

He was angry and anxious, and went to look for Zhao Cong and a few others.

"Han Yuwei! Han Yuwei! ”

While looking for it, he called out Han Yuwei's name.

Han Yuwei was resting on the cold and wet steps, she only had one foot to struggle now, and she had to rest for a while after walking for a while.

It's so slow, when will you be able to go down the mountain?

She rested on her knees, huddled into a small ball.

His hand was worn out by a wooden stick, and it hurt hotly.

Soaked from top to bottom, she was so hungry and cold that she sniffed, held back the tears in her eyes and closed her eyes.

This feeling of helplessness and weakness was only felt when she filed for divorce from Nan Junchen three years ago, but she didn't expect to feel it again three years later.

"Han Yuwei!" The man's anxious voice floated over, and Han Yuwei hurriedly opened her eyes and looked down the mountain.

This voice sounds familiar.

Her eyes were sparkling and burning with anticipation.

Is it Zhao Cong or ......

A figure gradually appeared on the winding path below the mountain.

After Han Yuwei saw the figure clearly, tears almost didn't pop out.

It turned out to be Nam Junchen.

"How do you ......"

She choked up in the middle of her words, and hurriedly lowered her head to hide her red eyes and complicated emotions.

"Why are you sitting here? Have you injured your foot? ”

Nan Junchen glanced at her puzzled, and after seeing her swollen feet like steamed buns, his eyebrows instantly wrinkled.

"I accidentally got it."

Han Yuwei wiped the rain from her face and said with a pout.

She is so miserable today, so miserable that she feels sorry for herself.

"Take it." Gu Lichen handed her the umbrella and squatted down, "Come up." ”

Han Yuwei looked at his broad back and climbed up very sensitively.

His back was very warm, and he was sticking to her wet, and the temperature kept coming, making her a lot warmer.

"Is it cold?" Feeling her trembling, Nan Junchen asked.

Han Yuwei's eyes were hot, "It's okay." ”

She looked at the back of his head, sniffing the familiar smell of his body, tears streaming silently down her cheeks.

"I don't know if I look at the weather forecast when I come out, what kind of mountain will I climb in this weather? I don't know what's going on in your head......"

Nan Junchen walked briskly and steadily down the mountain step by step, and kept muttering and complaining.

Han Yuwei's agitated emotions gradually calmed down and became much more steady, her tense body relaxed, and she slowly closed her eyes.

She was so tired that she didn't close her eyelids long before she fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but she felt someone slap her face, call her name, frown, and open her eyes in a daze.

Nan Junchen saw that she was awake and threw her clothes, "Change your clothes, it's easy to catch a cold when you wear wet clothes, I don't have women's clothes, just wear my makeshift clothes." ”

"Well, thank you."

Han Yuwei propped herself up, and her injured palm touched the seat, causing her to take a breath of cold air.

"What's wrong?" Nan Junchen held his palm and turned it over, "It's so badly injured, why didn't you say it earlier." ”

Han Yuwei replied weakly, "I forgot." ”

"You woman...... Are nerves made of steel pipes? Why is it so thick? ”

Nan Junchen glared at her, feeling a little speechless.

How has she changed, she used to be rational and strong, it seems that nothing can stump her, how has she become so ...... now It's useless, people can't put their minds at ease?

"Bear with me, it will hurt a little."

Nan Junchen opened the medicine box and took out a tampon and iodine to disinfect him.

Han Yuwei bit her lip, her bitter little face wrinkled.

After the poison was eliminated, she wrapped the palm of her hand with gauze to form a zongzi.

Han Yuwei looked at her "fat" hands, and pursed the corners of her mouth in disgust.

"Why are you not satisfied? If you're not satisfied, I'll unwrap you yourself. ”

Nan Junchen sneered angrily, and made a gesture to remove it for her, Han Yuwei hurriedly dodged it, "No need, no need, it's good." ”

"Hmph, change your clothes, call me when you're done."

"Hmm."

After Nan Junchen finished speaking, he pushed the car door and went out with an umbrella.

Han Yuwei looked at his tall back, pursed her lips, and began to change clothes.

Although she knew he couldn't see it, she was still embarrassed, and her legs were cramping with nervousness.

After changing clothes, Han Yuwei called Nan Junchen in, and Nan Junchen gave her a towel to wipe her hair, "If you're tired, just sleep for a while." ”

He turned the steering wheel and turned on the warm air, Han Yuwei wrapped her hair in a towel, felt the warmth flowing in the car, slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, it was already downstairs.

"Thank you for sending me back."

Han Yuwei rubbed her aching head and struggled to get up.

"Uncomfortable?"

"No ......"

Before Han Yuwei finished speaking, Nan Junchen's palm covered her forehead.

"It's hot, I'll send you up."

Nan Junchen touched her hot forehead, dragged her out of the car without saying anything, and dragged her upstairs.

When he arrived at the room, he pushed her into the bathroom for the first time and let her take a bath, and when she came out of the shower, a bowl of steaming ginger soup was already on the table, Nan Junchen stood aside and wiped his hands with wet wipes, and said, "Drink it, drink it well and sleep well." ”

Han Yuwei froze at the door of the bathroom, staring blankly at the bowl of ginger soup on the table.

Her heart was very complicated, all kinds of emotions collided back and forth, her nose was sore, her eyes were hot, and tears were about to fall again.

She clutched her bathrobe and held back tears.

"Thank you, I'll drink, you can leave if there's nothing to do, I'm tired, it's very uncomfortable, and I want to rest."

Han Yuwei walked to the table and sat down, picked up the spoon, and stared at the ginger soup in the bowl.

"Okay." Nan Junchen was angry in his heart, angry that she unloaded the grind and killed the donkey, but he couldn't bear to say anything about her when he saw her haggard and tired.

He threw the tissue into the trash and turned away decisively.

Han Yuwei knew that he was angry, but she didn't want to keep him.

She was in a bad state now, and her heart was in turmoil, and she really didn't have much time to deal with him.

After Nan Junchen left, Han Yuwei picked up the spoon and drank the ginger soup, the ginger soup tasted very good, she drank the whole bowl of ginger soup, sweated all over, and felt a lot more comfortable.

After drinking, she went into the bedroom, collapsed on the bed and fell asleep with the quilt in her arms.

I don't know how long she slept, but she woke up with a splitting headache.

Her brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, rubbed her temples vigorously, and supported her aching body to get out of bed.

In the end, I still didn't escape the cold.

She found the medicine box, found the cold medicine, took the medicine, she lay on the bed again and fell asleep in a daze, and after sleeping for a while, the mobile phone rang "Weng Buzz", waking her up.

"Hey." She picked up the phone in a hoarse voice.

"Wake up, I ordered takeout for you, I'll be here in a while, you sign for it."

Nan Junchen's flat but warm voice came from the other end of the phone, like a trickle of water flowing into his heart little by little.

"Thank you." Han Yuwei said from the bottom of her heart.

If he hadn't found her, she might still be in the rain on the mountain.