Shen Fanyin's scream was pressed between her lips and teeth by herself.

She covered her mouth with all her might, not letting the fragile screams spill over her lips.

Her shoulders began to tremble.

That winter night, which was very similar to the present, was also thunderous and the power went out.

"As long as I have a breath left, this vixen won't even want to enter my door!"

"Shen Xin, please, let Fanyin do the matching, I'm wrong, but Bao'er is innocent, you save her......"

"Fanyin, go back to your room! Don't come out! ”

She remembered, she was stuffed back into the room by Ms. Shen, trembling and hiding under the bed.

But the wooden door really couldn't withstand the fists of a couple of grown men, who kicked the lock and broke the door to enter.

And she was dragged out from under the bed by their hands......

The darkness, the thunder, the men's rough hands, the cries of her mother and the scolding of her grandmother are still clearly stored in her heart over the past few years.

"Sanskrit? Sanskrit! ”

Suddenly, a warm embrace enveloped her.

The short scream didn't escape Jing Zeheng's ears, and he took her into his arms.

Her tears soaked the hem of his clothes, her shoulders trembled slightly, her cold hands still covered her mouth, and she stubbornly refused to cry.

He covered her ears and hugged her trembling hard.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The thunder in her ears was replaced by the sound of a slow, powerful heartbeat, and a solid, warm hug seemed to remind her that those unbearable memories were in the past.

"Uncle Wang! What about backup power? ”

"It's opening, young master, wait a minute."

The state of the child is very wrong.

Jing Zeheng frowned, hugged her tighter, and warmed her cold body with his own body heat.

He covered her ears with one hand, and gently patted her on the back with the other.

Wrapped in warmth, Shen Fanyin gradually relaxed a little.

Uncle Wang turned the flashlight back at this time and said to Jing Zeheng: "Young master, the backup power supply has failed, and it will take a while to start, you and Miss should go to the living room to rest first." ”

Through the dim light, Jing Zeheng lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Fanyin.

She closed her eyes tightly, tears still hanging from her eyelashes.

But she didn't tremble that much.

He breathed a sigh of relief, patted her on the back and said, "Fanyin, let's go and sit in the living room." ”

As he spoke, he hugged her and moved in the direction of the living room.

As soon as he moved, Shen Fanyin opened his eyes suddenly.

The bright eyes that were always indifferent in the past are now full of fear.

She suddenly began to struggle, like a wounded little beast, and her hands pounced on his chest, biting him on the shoulder.

Don't take her away...... Can't go with them...... No!

She used all her strength to bite this bite, and almost instantly, Jing Zeheng felt that her shoulder was unconscious.

He ignored the pain in his shoulder, immediately retracted his steps, held Shen Fanyin's struggling hand and hugged her tightly, letting her bite him.

He patted her on the back and soothed her softly: "Good, Fanyin, don't be afraid, I'm ...... I'm here. ”

Seeing this, Uncle Wang frowned worriedly, he walked quickly, but was glared back by Jing Zeheng.

He silently shook his head at Uncle Wang and motioned for him to repair the backup power supply.

Uncle Wang looked at the two of them with a frown, and finally didn't walk over, and ran quickly to repair the backup power supply.

A few points of heat fell on her shoulder, Jing Zeheng rubbed Shen Fanyin's head, and coaxed softly in her ear: "Good, Fanyin, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here." ”

Suddenly, the lights came on.

The sudden brightness makes people's eyes white.

The pain in his shoulder didn't last, Jing Zeheng lowered his head and met Shen Fanyin's blank eyes.

Her face was pale, her lips were pale, and cold sweat hung from the corners of her forehead. There were tears in the big black eyes, and the long eyelashes were wet.

Jing Zeheng carefully cupped her face, and his slightly calloused fingertips swept across her cheeks, wiping away tears.

"It's okay Fanyin, don't be afraid, it's just a power outage, you're safe."

His voice was low and reassuring.

With the light, the thunder was quieter, Shen Fanyin gradually eased up, blinked, she withdrew from his embrace, and her eyes fell on his shoulder.

There was a little blood on his white shirt.

"Yes, I'm sorry......"

Her eyes were full of apologies, her lips trembled slightly, and the tone of her voice changed, and she was so hoarse that it was distressing.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." Jing Zeheng rubbed her head and reassured, "Don't be afraid, I'll send you back to the room, okay?" ”

Shen Fanyin leaned against the wall and did not move.

She frowned slightly, pursed her lips and didn't answer.

Her legs are so weak now that she can't walk at all.

Jing Zeheng tentatively held her shoulder, and when he saw that she didn't resist, he half-hugged her and walked in.

Uncle Wang rushed back, and when he saw the blood on Jing Zeheng's shoulder, his eyes widened.

But looking at Shen Fanyin's pale appearance, the persuasion that came to his lips was swallowed back by him.

Shen Fanyin was still a little dazed, and she had no impression of how she was helped to the bed by Jing Zeheng.

He closed the balcony door, sat down beside her bed, and handed her a glass of warm lemonade: "Don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

Shen Fanyin took the water cup, lowered his eyes and took two sips, and finally felt that the blood that was so cold that it almost coagulated began to flow again.

She looked at Jing Zeheng apologetically, and apologized again: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble...... I'm just a little afraid of thunder. ”

"It's okay, it's normal." Jing Zeheng patted her head, "The bedrooms at home have been soundproofed, I closed the balcony door, and the thunder can't come in, don't be afraid." ”

"Thank you......" Shen Fanyin pointed to his shoulder, "You go and deal with the wound first, I'm fine." ”

"It doesn't hurt." Jing Zeheng pulled the corner of the quilt for her, and changed the topic and asked, "What do you want to eat at night?" ”

"No appetite." Shen Fanyin lowered his eyes.

"Then don't eat it, and talk about it when you're hungry." Seeing that she didn't drink water, Jing Zeheng took the cup and put it aside, and asked, "Do you want to sleep for a while?" ”

Her exhausted look made him feel distressed.

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin nodded, moved twice, and lay down.

Jing Zeheng dimmed the light and left a warm yellow sleep lamp.

Shen Fanyin was exhausted and fell asleep after a while.

Jing Zeheng looked at her brows that were still locked in her sleep, was silent for a moment, and quietly got up and walked out.

After a while, he was back again, with a soothing aromatherapy and a thermos cup in his hand.

The candle flame flickered, and the faint aroma of sweet apricot and lavender blended and drifted into the air.

He put his things on the bedside table, and he waited until Shen Fanyin was asleep before leaving.

Back in the bedroom, Jing Zeheng took off his shirt and saw the tooth marks on his shoulder.

The child bit really hard, except for a few blood stains, all other places were purple.

He didn't care about this injury, what he cared about was - he clearly remembered that children were not afraid of darkness or thunder.

The first time he met her was a thunderstorm night.

The night sky is intertwined with thunderstorms, she holds an umbrella and steps on the stagnant water alone, the street lights in the alley are broken, but she is not afraid at all, and she is still humming a song.

That night was the most embarrassing moment of his life, but it was also the moment when the light shone into his heart.

So, what the hell happened to her?

Jing Zeheng narrowed his eyes and dialed Cheng Ye's phone.