Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Wind and Rain

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a dark cloud covered the top in an instant.

Xia Feng, "Hey, what's wrong with you, Sister Yu?"

Qi Xiaoyu looked at the dense black clouds through the window, "You go back first, it's about to rain." ”

Li Cannan carried the peeled apple and asked suspiciously, "Have you seen Luo Feifei?" It was still in the yard just now. ”

Qi Xiaoyu, "Fei Fei ......"

Xia Feng smiled, "People have already gone back, it's going to rain heavily, so worry about yourself first." ”

Li Cannan touched the back of his head, and he didn't call me when he left, maybe someone was in a hurry.

Xia Feng muttered to himself behind the boy's turn to leave, "Silly boy."

The wind and rain outside hit the glass fiercely, and in the large hall, only loneliness and her remained.

"Wen Yan, I'm so cold."

The sweltering heat of the streets was washed away by the rain, inside the bus shelter.

A boy got out of the car, he stretched his elbows on his coat, the rain rendered the white village clothes, and the girl in the co-pilot opened the car door, carefully hiding in the small world that the boy held up for her.

A bus stopped, the people in the pavilion got on the bus one after another, there was only one person left, the car started to splash muddy water, a black umbrella with a line of gray on it, and the person holding the umbrella was still staring at the makeup of the delicate girl who was wet.

Xiaoyu ran to the bathroom, turned on the hot water, and she squatted next to the bathtub, her eyes full of surprise, watching the water flow down from above in a daze.

Qi Wen said, "Mingzhu, you sit on the sofa for a while, I have already told my aunt to make you a cup of hot tea, and I will go get you a towel." ”

Mingzhu looked at Qi Wenyan, and the joy of being spoiled was overflowing in her eyes.

Qi Wenyan hurriedly ran to the bathroom, took out the towel from the closet, and heard the sound of water coming from the inner room, he took the towel and walked in to take a look.

Qi Xiaoyu squatted on the ground, although the water in the pool tank was full, the water continued to increase.

Qi Wenyan turned off the hot water, "Xiaoyu, the water is full." ”

Qi Xiaoyu's squatting feet were a little numb, she stood up with the pain, and said in a voice with a little crying, "Why did you come back?"

"I went out for a walk with Mingzhu."

Qi Xiaoyu's doubts were like marbles one after another, "Aren't you worried about me?" ”

"You need to get some rest at home." Qi Wenyan saw the water in Xiaoyu's eyes.

"Wen Yan, I want to take a bath."

"I want you to stay with me." Xiaoyu walked over in two steps and hugged Qi Wenyan, listening to the heartbeat in the boy's chest.

Qi Wenyan let her hold him, his mind was actually blank, he only felt that this was his world.

Mingzhu's smiling face just now appeared in his mind, and then he ruthlessly let go of Xiaoyu's hand, "Qixiaoyu, I really have to tell you." ”

Her eyes revealed disappointment, as if she had already predicted the end, and before she could stop it, she had already spoken.

"If you're really my sister, and I've really loved you before, it's just love, you know?"

"Now, the person I love is Qi Mingzhu."

"So, please don't seduce me again in the future."

"Do you understand?"

Xiaoyu clasped her hands around her chest and breathed a faint breath, "Wen Yan, I'm so cold." ”

Qi Wenyan's eyes revealed indifference, "Didn't you boil hot water yourself?" Just take a shower. ”

"But ......"

Qi Wenyan didn't want to talk to her in detail anymore, so he turned around impatiently and left.

Mingzhu looked at Qi Wen Yan and walked over with a black face, "Wen Yan." ”

He looked at her, pulled out a helpless smile, and took out the towel, "I'll go get a hair dryer." ”

He didn't know why, he was obviously worried about her, he felt sorry for everything that her little man had endured, he obviously wanted to go home with her, not going anywhere, from the bottom of his heart he wanted to pity her and love her, but what was he cowardly?

He thought he needed to get back his previous memories, because he had been very upset since the amnesia, and he knew in his heart that this was not the source pearl, but he didn't know why?

Qi Xiaoyu didn't take a bath, she passed by Mingzhu indifferently, walked straight upstairs, and a cold snort came from downstairs.

It was stormy outside, and she closed the door, closed the window tightly, pulled down the curtains, and laboriously moved the desk and chair to block the window.

She stripped naked and burrowed into the covers.

"Mom, I'm so cold." Tears wet the pillow.

Qi Wenyan held the cigarette butt in his right hand, leaned back on the sofa, and the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, "Wen Yan, can you help me get a dry clothes?" ”

He threw the cigarette butts into the ashtray, and there were already a dozen or so lying cigarette butts in the ashtray, which coincidentally was not a brand.

"Oh, wait a minute."

Mingzhu's clothes could be dried in the air, but he stopped when he passed outside Xiaoyu's door.

"Buckle up."

"Is it there? I'm looking for you to borrow two dry clothes. ”

For a long time, a hoarse voice said, "Don't borrow." ”

"Just two dry clothes, she was wet from the rain, so she can't let people catch a cold."

Xiao Yu got up violently, dropped the quilt, quickly put on his clothes, opened the door in a hurry, and faced the people outside the door, "You mean, she has a cold, blame me!"

Qi Wenyan pretended to be helpless and shrugged, "I didn't say it." ”

Xiaoyu blushed, "Wang Ba ......", pointing to the closet, "There is there, find it yourself, finish looking, hurry up." ”

Qi Wenyan walked in, took a white short-sleeved shirt, and muttered in a low voice, "Didn't you say you like me?" Fierce like a tigress. ”

A murderous aura shot straight behind the boy, "Fierce grandma." ”

Qi Wenyan went out tremblingly, turned around and asked, "Is there a man in the house today?" ”

The door slammed shut.

When Qi Wenyan went down the stairs, he smiled quietly, why was she so cute.

After Xiaoyu closed the door, she sat at her desk, unable to fall asleep angrily, rummaged through her previous schoolbag, and found the hypnotic artifact - "math book".

Look at math and have to sleep.

Mingzhu put on a little tight clothes and said angrily to Qi Wenyan, "Where did you find this clothes, they are really small." After speaking, he sat on Wen Yan's lap.

"Wen Yan, I'm not leaving tonight."

Qi Wenyan looked at the girl in front of him, he suddenly felt that she was very pitiful, and felt that he was very hateful, Qi Xiaoyu was his sister, he couldn't love, but he pretended to love Mingzhu.

Why delay the youth of two people.

"Mingzhu, let's break up, I don't love you."

Mingzhu felt a blow to the head, her body stiffened, and her face turned white all of a sudden, "Am I not worthy of you?" ”

"No, you're good, it's just that we're not suitable."

She looked at Qi Wenyan's eyes with firmness mixed with a hint of guilt, "Wen Yan, don't be angry, I know it's disobedient, you don't like me, I'll go home now, I won't spend the night here." ”

"Please, don't leave me."

Mingzhu's hands tightly grasped Qi Wenyan's arms, and Qi Wenyan saw that her emotions were a little out of control, "Let's send you back first." ”

The rain gradually stopped.

In the cold and wet air, a girl walked the street as if she had lost her soul, her eyes red and swollen.

She chattered nervously, looking at a vague person standing under the street lamp, always staring at her, and couldn't help but speed up her pace, and she could walk another fifty meters to get home.

The boy stretched out a black umbrella to block Mingzhu's path, and there was a line of mud gray on the umbrella, "Zhu'er." ”

Mingzhu was frightened at first, and when she saw the face under the street lamp clearly, her face softened, "Brother."