A loud "boom" broke the silence of the night, and the autumn thunderstorm was coming.

The night in the countryside was quiet, and the sudden thunder was particularly abrupt, and the lightning shone in through the half-open windows, making the house suddenly brighter and darker.

Cold wind blew in through the windows, accompanied by the sound of rain and thunder.

Shen Yingyue's back stiffened, and her hands were clenched tightly.

She is not invincible, and she also has her weakness, which is that she is very afraid of lightning and thunder at night.

I remember the seventh year of enlistment, following the troops to the jungle to rescue hostages, and my comrades were shot and sent back to the camp when they were already dying. She operated on him herself, but in the end, she was unable to return to the sky, and her comrades died on her operating table, and that day was such a thunderstorm night.

She is a doctor, and she has long been accustomed to seeing life and death, but people's hearts are flesh and blood, and seeing her comrades-in-arms who usually fight with her die on her operating table like this, no matter how powerful people are, they will be sad. It was at that time that she began to fall into the shadows, and every thunderstorm night she would be afraid, and she would think of the helpless and painful look of her comrades before they died......

"Boom!" Another thunderclap pierced the sky, and the cold wind mixed with the rain poured into the house made her shiver.

She turned to face the wall and clutched her ears tightly, the only way to give her some security. The house was very dilapidated and small, and the rain drifted into the house and hit her back, and she would rather get up and close the window than get up.

After a few seconds, the rain was gone, and she still didn't dare to let go of the hand covering her ears.

"Yueniang?" Liang Hanchu, who closed the window, walked to the bed. The windows were a little broken, not very tightly closed, and occasionally a thunderbolt could illuminate the room slightly. He saw her clutching her head.

She lost a lot of weight, but she still had a lot of flesh on her. At this time, she looked so helpless, so weak, her stiff back, and her body shrunk into a ball, which made people look very distressed.

"Yueniang?" Liang Han first saw her ignore him, and shouted again. After shouting, she thought about it, she must not be able to hear it when she covered her ears. He smiled wryly and took off his shoes and sat down beside her.

Shen Yingyue closed her eyes tightly, and the bloody face of her comrade-in-arms kept appearing in her head, and his appearance before he died, constantly, making her feel scared.

Suddenly, an embrace came behind her, and she could smell the breath of the person behind her, which was a fragrant herb with a faint lemon fragrance, Liang Hanchu.

"Yueniang, don't be afraid." Liang Hanchu hugged her from behind, put his chin on the top of her head and said softly.

Shen Yingyue's ears were tightly covered, and she couldn't hear what he was talking about, but being held by him like this, she was inexplicably relieved, and her body slowly relaxed.

Liang Hanchu gently took her hand covering her ears, and then used his big palm to help her cover her ears.

His fingers were long, his palms were large and warm, and he gently covered her ears, not too hard but able to block out the thunder outside.

Shen Yingyue lay down steadily, his arms were very wide, Rao was so fat that she could still be held in his arms and protected like a child. Shen Yingyue felt his powerful heartbeat, she was not afraid, but her heartbeat also accelerated.

"Brother Chu."

"Huh?" When Liang Hanchu heard her call him, he let go of the hand covering her ear, "What's wrong?" ”