[On a rainy day, thunder roars. At this moment, because of fear, waiting in the temple for the completion of the face and the completion of the face]

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and Chen Jiaojiao trembled in fright.

She wasn't afraid of thunder, but she had never heard such loud thunder, and the sky in the distance was purple against the background.

At this hour, Xiaoyue had already fallen asleep, and she had to sleep in the back.

She didn't want to go in the dark, Chen Jiaojiao looked out the window, secretly praying that it was just the last one.

There was another crackling sound, and she shrank back into the bed, covering her head with the quilt, thinking that she would not hear the thunder.

The rain outside is terrible, and it rarely rains like this in winter, and the cold is biting.

The hall was warm, Chen Jiaojiao thought about it, and felt that he might not come tonight.

Just as I was about to cover my head and hypnotize myself, the door was pushed open.

He came in to bring the chill outside, put away his umbrella, and was as calm as every night.

Undisturbed by the bad weather outside, it seems like it should have come.

Chen Jiaojiao was stunned and sat up, "Blue eyes, you're so late." ”

The voice was slightly coquettish and complaining, and even she didn't notice it.

Wan Yan and Cheng smiled and closed the door, "I'm sorry for the delay." ”

"What's more important than me?"

Unconsciously, she must transcend everything in front of him, and nothing can be more important than her.

Because he's always done that.

Chen Jiaojiao was inexplicably not very happy, and her face also appeared.

"Yes, I'm sorry, not next time."

He was tolerant and loving, and she snorted and turned her head.

Watch him walk to the table and wipe the water stains off his body and wash his hands.

He was older than her, and he always seemed calm, but he was not like an old man, who lived for hundreds of years with his words and deeds.

Chen Jiaojiao moved from the bed to the edge of the bed and sat down, "Blue eyes, you're not a little guy feeding horses, are you?" ”

It doesn't look like it.

Wan Yan and Cheng paused, "Yes." ”

He didn't want to hide it if he could.

"And who are you? Can't you tell me why it's in the palace? ”

Now that I think about it, it seems that he came for her, and he was also caught peeking at that time.

He has a lot of secrets, hidden in his heart, and no one digs into them.

Wan Yan and Cheng didn't speak, not knowing how to explain this.

After a while, he slowly spoke, "It's not early, Jiaojiao should rest early." It's thundering outside, I'll accompany you. ”

His attitude was obvious, Chen Jiaojiao sighed and lay back on the bed.

Sneaking to look at him sideways, sitting at the table, holding a pen with his head down, his clear eyebrows flickering in the candlelight.

The extremely clean edges and corners look particularly elegant and elegant.

The blue eyes were as good-looking as ever, Chen Jiaojiao looked at it and closed her eyes, turned over and fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that he was resting on the soft collapse and did not go to bed.

Chen Jiaojiao stretched her waist and slowly rubbed her eyes and got up, "Blue eyes." ”

He didn't wake up, the white light outside the window sprinkled down, and his white melted into the light.

Chen Jiaojiao blinked, got off the bed, moved over and pushed him, "It's not early, blue eyes, don't sleep lazy." ”

After speaking, she found that fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he had bitten his lip and was bleeding, and he seemed to be forcibly enduring something.

"Blue eyes!"

Chen Jiaojiao hurriedly reached out and touched his forehead, but she didn't notice the fever, she was shocked, and hurriedly pushed him again and again, "Wake up, what's wrong with you, wake up quickly." ”

In the chaos, he heard someone call his name, and the endless black was cut open, and Wanyan Hecheng opened his eyes a little bit.

The little face of the pear blossom with the rain that caught her eye was bigger than the rain last night.

"Don't cry, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? What happened to you! Are you uncomfortable? ”

Seeing him sit up with him, as if he was fine, Chen Jiaojiao burst into tears in a hurry.

He hid everything, like a ball, and she cut through layer after layer, but she couldn't reach the heart.

"I'm fine," Wanyan and Cheng smiled, reaching out to wipe away the tears rolling down her face.

Afraid that she would not believe it, she repeated again, "Really." ”

It's just a nightmare, as he often does after being reborn.

Dream after dream, he often wondered if this waking up was real or if it was another dream.

In the dream, he ended his dirty and despicable life in the firelight, and took the house with him, the place where he had the best memories of his life.

A raging fire takes away his obsession.

It's a relief.

"Finish the face and succeed!"

The face was suddenly held by a pair of hands, and the little girl's face suddenly approached, and her mouth puffed out angrily.

"You have something to say, who can know if you don't say it. If you're not feeling well, you have to say, it's nothing. We've been in the past five years, and you can't tell me anything. ”

Not five years, but five years and fifteen days.

Wan Yan and Cheng flattered her hand and touched her little face, and smiled, "Well, I know." ”

He has always been like this, Chen Jiaojiao hammered the shoulder of the person in front of him in annoyance.

You can cry to him if you have broken your fingers, and he can patiently coax him for a long time.

So she also hopes that he can say that she can also take care of him and become his dependence.

She was angry and didn't know what emotion was lingering in her heart, so she reached out and hugged his neck and stuck it on.

The two hugged each other quietly, the warm sun was shining, and it would be a good day today.