Zhao Pingjin's face was not very good-looking, but he didn't say anything.

Let the driver send Xu He first.

Passing by the flower shop on the way back, Xu He asked the driver to stop, and she went down to buy a bouquet of carnations.

Zhao Pingjin looked at her figure coming back with flowers, and his eyes were a little complicated.

But now it's really a mess of the relationship, and he doesn't want his mother to worry about his affairs anymore.

"You help me give it to my aunt."

Zhao Pingjin nodded.

When he arrived at the apartment, Xu He was about to get out of the car, but Zhao Pingjin didn't say anything.

But when she got out of the car, she hugged him and kissed him: "Are you coming back tonight?" ”

"It depends."

"Oh."

"What's wrong?"

Xu He's voice was low: "A person is afraid, the house is a bit big." ”

Zhao Pingjin looked out the car window, the weather was gloomy at this time, and it was about to rain, he nodded: "I'll try my best." ”

Xu He didn't say anything more, got out of the car and watched the car go away, and his heart was instantly empty.

When I went back to the apartment, I didn't really want to eat, so I cooked a bowl of noodles but only ate half of it.

After taking a shower and opening the notebook, before I could type a few lines, it was raining outside.

Xu He hurriedly got up and went over to close the window, a thunderclap exploded, she raised her hand to cover her ears in fright, and the wind poured in from the window violently, mixed with the raindrops of beans and poured her head and face.

The lightning and thunder tore the dark sky to pieces, Xu He took great pains to close the floor-to-ceiling windows, and cleaned up the water traces on the bedroom floor.

The thunder continued, Xu He only felt a little unspeakable frightened, the light above his head occasionally flashed, Xu He was worried about the power outage, and her heart was held high, she couldn't help but pick up her mobile phone and wanted to call Zhao Pingjin.

But at this moment, the chandelier flickered on and off several times, and it was all dimmed in an instant.

Xu He only felt that her heart suddenly contracted, and the boundless fear was like a dense silk thread that wrapped her breathlessly.

She was terribly afraid of the dark, especially the darkness that she couldn't see her fingers.

Because of the two abductions, her eyes were blindfolded with a black cloth, and the kind of darkness that no light could penetrate would magnify people's despair and fear countless times.

Her hands trembled violently, wanting to press the phone, but she was uncontrollable, the thunder outside the window kept rolling, and when the lightning tore open the sky again like a long snake, Xu He suddenly raised his hand to cover his ears and got under the heavy curtains.

She curled herself up in a small ball, and she grabbed the curtain cloth to wrap herself, so airtight that she even covered her head and face.

Nightmarish images kept flashing in front of her eyes, the eyes covered by the black cloth, the cold calipers of the strange man, the two obscene men in the village of Lushui Town touched her arms, discussing who would go first, there were countless noisy and noisy voices in her ears, Xu He felt that she was about to explode, she hugged her head tightly, she didn't want to hear these sounds, but it was all to no avail.

She didn't know when she stood up, opened the window, the cold wind mixed with the shower slapped on her face, but her consciousness was still confused, she tightened the handrail of the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the window and walked out to the terrace, waist-length white stone fence, just turn over and jump and it was all over.

But in the viscous and dark chaotic consciousness, there was a very weak voice saying to her, Xu He, you are dead for a hundred years, Zhao Pingjin.

What about Zhao Pingjin...... What should he do, Xu He, he needs you so much.

The rain was too heavy, and there were winding mountain roads on this side of Yicui Mountain, and Mrs. Zhao was worried that it would be unsafe for him to drive, so she asked him to stay overnight.

Zhao Pingjin also responded at first, he knew that his mother was getting older and her health was not as good as before, but in fact, she was very dependent on him as an only son.

It's just that with the continuous lightning and thunder, Zhao Pingjin didn't even feel sleepy at all.

When another thunderclap exploded, he finally couldn't help himself, got up, put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

When she walked downstairs, Mrs. Zhao also walked out of the room in her clothes.

She didn't say anything, didn't dissuade her, didn't get angry, just a little worried: "Let the driver drive slowly, the wind and rain are heavy, although the mountain road is strong, but you should also be careful." ”

"Don't worry, Lao Qin is an old driver, and it will be fine."

Mrs. Zhao nodded, knowing that he couldn't let go of that person in his heart, and it was useless to keep it.

She was also young, and when she gave up her beloved man to marry Zhao Zhiyong, she tasted the heart-rending pain.

The car rushed into the rain, and the windshield wipers that were heavy in the rain did not work at all, and the speed of the car could only be reduced to the slowest speed.

Zhao Pingjin raised his wrist to look at his watch from time to time, and took out his mobile phone to dial Xu He's number.

No one answered, and his whole heart hung high, and he was so stuffy and breathless that he couldn't breathe.

The car came to a slow stop on the side of the road.

"Mr. Zhao, there is a low-lying road in front of you, and the water is too deep......," the driver explained in a low voice, he was very familiar with this section of the road and knew that the water here was definitely not shallow.

If you drive through it rashly, you will be in trouble if the engine goes out in the middle of the process.

"The road ahead is fine, right?"

"It should be fine."

Zhao Pingjin nodded, and directly called someone to drive over to pick him up from Yicuishan.

This section of the waterlogged road is only one or twenty meters, and he wades through the water.

When the car came, Zhao Pingjin called Xu He again, but the phone kept on, but no one answered.

He called Zheng Fan again and asked him to go to the apartment immediately.

Maybe it's because the wind and rain outside made him go back to the same rainstorm late night, maybe it's because people are in a confined space, and they are more likely to be anxious and nervous, maybe Xu He has not heard from him, Zhao Pingjin feels that he has relieved a lot of symptoms these days, and he is coming out one by one.

His head hurt like an electric drill, he lit a cigarette with shaking hands, and shouted to the driver in a dumb voice: "Take out my medicine." ”