Because of the rain, Fang Xing's embrace was not warm.

He himself noticed this.

"Uh, let go." He gave her a small nudge on the shoulder.

Because of the rain, his clothes were covered with water droplets.

He didn't want to pass on the cold on his body to her, and he wanted to change into dry clothes.

The humid air in the south made him feel like he was soaking in cold water, and even when he was covered with a quilt, he still felt the air from outside seeping in.

He felt his arm wrapped in his clothes cold.

"No, I'm afraid." Ling Yimo softened his voice, coquettish, and slimy.

She was afraid that Fang Xing would not come back after he disappeared from her sight.

"I'm going to change my clothes, it's fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of lightning pierced the sky, and thunder roared.

The body in his arms shook, and the strength on his waist tightened, pinching him breathlessly.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have played a prank with you, you forgive me for not leaving, okay......"

He treated her as a child, and he didn't care about it.

"I'll walk away for a while, and I'll be back from one to a hundred, good." Fang Xing rubbed her head.

The arm that was tight around his waist was loosened.

Ling Yimo hugged his knees and sat down obediently.

"One, two, three......"

Fang Xing changed into clean clothes and walked back to the living room.

"Ninety-one, ninety-two......"

The voice of counting stopped the moment it saw him, and the girl's eyes sparkled.

"You didn't lie to me." She sat obediently.

"Of course I didn't lie to you." He raised his hand and touched her head.

Her hair was a little curly and messy because of the electricity, and it would still stubbornly curl after tidying up.

Ling Yimo stared at his face, "Brother Xing, how long will you stay here." ”

She suddenly worried about how long she and he could live under the same roof.

"It won't be long."

"And what if I don't want you to go?"

"I will definitely go back to the imperial capital, even if you beg me, I will not stay." Fang Xing responded calmly.

It's inevitable and won't change.

"Oh."

"But you can work hard to get to the Imperial Capital to come to me."

"Dijing's school, it's hard to get into, right?" Ling Yimo was worried.

And in order not to be found by those people, she deliberately pressed the score to an ordinary level.

An ordinary student suddenly gets a high score in the exam, which is easy to arouse suspicion.

She didn't want to be discovered by those people.

Fang Xing didn't know about her experience, he just touched his chin and began to plan, "I can send you some exercise books, you start with the simplest ......"

Ling Yimo suddenly regretted teasing him a little.

Big brother, how did you do the newborn thing of manually increasing schoolwork for underage girls with a male protagonist's face?

"Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Ling Yimo complained.

"I don't know if my conscience will hurt, but if you pull me again, I'm sure we'll be hungry at noon." Fang Xing glanced at the time, it was time to cook.

"Oh." Ling Yimo obediently let go of him.

Fang Xing was busy in front of the stove, and Ling Yimo stood next to him to help him choose vegetables.

She stared at Fang Xing's back.

She thought of the middle-aged man in the white coat painted with graffiti, and in her heart, the two of them were very special.

She doesn't remember what happened last on the day she went on a rampage, she just remembered that her father was holding her and she passed out.

After waking up again, the brothers and sisters in white clothes did not coax her to take medicine or let her drink strange things.

It was a long time before she learned the truth, the cold-blooded and cruel truth, from the documents her father asked her to take away.

She didn't want to accept all this, and she avoided the psychological episode and forgot all the memories with everyone. But in reality, what she learned, what she had, was due to everything she went through.

Ling Yimo stared at his back.

Man can never escape his past.

But she seems to have a glimpse of her ideal future.

The unusual rainstorm did not subside much until the evening.

"Typhoon 'Haiyan' officially landed on Nantai Island in China today, and parts of Fu Province and Guangdong Province were affected by it, and heavy to heavy rain ......"

The announcer continued to explain the current weather conditions.

"The rain has started to lighten, I hope it won't thunder again tonight." Fang Xing looked out the window at the rain that was still like a curtain of fog.

The rain outside the window became lighter and lighter as he had hoped, and by ten o'clock in the evening, if he hadn't deliberately approached the window, he would have basically lost the sound of the rain.

Fang Xing laid out the quilt, lay on the sofa, and prepared to sleep.

As soon as he took off his shoes, a flash of lightning flashed across the dark night sky outside the window, followed by a thunderous sound that seemed to destroy the world.

Good guys, if you don't come, you'll come right away.

"Wake up!" Ling Yimo ran over, "I'm afraid!" ”

Looking at the blue arc that came out of the hair, Fang Xing had a headache.

He knew it.

There was a rumbling and rumbling sound outside, and Ling Yimo was afraid of thunder and lightning, so he would definitely not be able to sleep.

"It's okay, sleep, I'll coax you." He patted her on the head.

Entering the room, he moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I'm watching you, you sleep."

Ling Yi pondered whether he should pick up the pillow and whip him.

Straight male one.

"Say okay and coax me." She was a little angry.

It's like buying a pack of potato chips, opening the package and finding that most of it is air, and the potato chips are just a few taels.

It's a scam.

Looking at the person lying on the bed, Fang Xing responded, "Then you close your eyes first." ”

When you sleep, you have to look like you are sleeping, and if you don't close your eyes when you sleep, you are playing hooligan.

"You coax me first."

"Not to sleep? You close your eyes first. ”

Unable to say anything, Ling Yimo closed his eyes.

There was a very soft humming in my ears, very soft, but it drowned out the sound of falling rain.

Fang Xing hadn't learned how to coax others to sleep, he just imitated the lullaby that Fang Meng hummed to him when he was a child, humming casually.

He hummed casually, and at some point the people around him had fallen asleep.

The appearance of the person in the bed sleeping peacefully made him a little surprised.

He thought that her sleeping position was a little restless, but he didn't expect nothing to happen.

Reaching out to turn on the bedside lamp, he sat alone for a while, and when he was a little more asleep, he stepped forward and tucked the corners of the quilt.

An arc of lightning flashed, twitching at his wrist.

Fang Xing reflexively withdrew his hand.

Turning off the lamp, he walked out the door and went back to sleep on the couch.

The next day, the rain continued.

The sky outside the window was white with water that had been scrubbed over and over again.

After another day, the rain gradually subsided.

When the rain stopped, Fang woke up and was gone.

He went home.

Ling Yimo sat on the empty sofa a little unhappily, and after being lost, he went back to the room and turned out his homework.

It is not difficult for her to get admitted to Dijing.

Just try a little harder.

The story is over.

Song Mo held the cup and stared at Fang Xing's face.

She was a little curious, "We've been in touch since then?" ”

"Hmm." Fang Xing took out his mobile phone and showed it to her.

Therefore, don't ask the question of why you wake up and sleep in separate beds when you get married in the future, ask that although Fang Xing woke up, he didn't want to be woken up in the middle of the night

(End of chapter)