The rain outside the car window was so heavy that I couldn't see the distant view.

The driver's eldest brother talked eloquently in front, "Young man, you still go out in such a heavy rain!" It's really rare to see such heavy rain in Jiangcheng in the past two years, I have to drive slowly......"

Wen Yu listened with half his ears.

He didn't remember that Qingming had such a heavy rain in his previous life, but when he saw this rain, he couldn't get angry, and he was more worried.

Hearing the words of the eldest brother, he urged: "Eldest brother, you have to hurry up, I will pick up someone." ”

The green plum with a hole in her head is probably shrunk under the eaves of the night market street to hide from the rain at this time!

"Huh...... Yes! ”

The speed was a little slower than usual, but it was fast enough.

When he arrived at the entrance of the night market, Wen Yu paid for the car. He took out a 100 yuan bill and said, "Big brother, you can't wait for me here for half an hour, and I won't come back within half an hour, you can go directly." ”

The eldest brother smiled and said, "You don't need the money, you go quickly, I'll wait for you here to smoke a cigarette." ”

Wen Yu didn't say anything, dropped 100 yuan and got out of the car.

The rain was so heavy that he just got out of the car and opened the umbrella for a while, directly drenching half of his clothes.

Where will the rain in April be gentle, fiercely cold to the bone, the wind blows slightly, and the cold hairs stand on end.

Wen Yu inhaled, held the umbrella hard, and despite the wet shoes, he stepped straight into the puddle and headed towards the night market street.

He slowly walked along the eaves on one side, and from time to time he looked under the eaves on the other side, trying his best to search for the figure of the orange finch. But the rain was so heavy and the light was so dim that he couldn't even see the other side of the road.

But according to the prompt of [Yuanmeng Lingsheng] and today's itinerary, Wen Yu concluded that Fu Chengque had come to the night market street, and it was likely that he was looking for something.

It's raining so hard right now that most of them are stuck somewhere.

The sound of the rain "crackling".

Thunder "boom boom".

Intermittently strong winds blew some things high and smashed them to the ground with a "clang".

The pouring rain made it difficult to walk under the eaves, and the converging water column was too thick and the impact was too great. On both sides of the road, streams had become under the pavement thresholds, and they all rushed towards the mouth of the sewer, which was so small that all the water swirled and sucked in and poured down, making a "gurgling" sound.

Wen Yu has given up the protection of his lower body, and he can try not to get his upper body in the rain.

I walked a little further, but I still didn't find the orange finch.

He wanted to shout, but the howling wind and the pounding rain were louder than him, so he had to give up.

After groping his way forward for a while, Wen Yu estimated that he had reached the waist of the night market street, he raised his eyes forward, and suddenly saw a faint shadow under the eaves against the wall.

Is it the Fu Orange Sparrow?

He stepped forward with joy, trampling the water on the ground into a burst flower.

But when I got closer, I realized that where was the Fu Orange Sparrow, it was clearly a long bucket, filled with water.

"It's a bucket......"

Wen Yu muttered, looked beyond the bucket and then forward, and suddenly saw a figure crowded under the eaves, shaking slightly.

This time he slowed down and slowly approached.

When I got closer, I realized that it seemed to be a real person!

The man had his back to him, shrunken up in thin clothes, and tried to avoid the rain, but he was half wet.

Wen Yu's steps suddenly became brisk, his face was full of joy, he walked a few steps, separated some distances, fixed his body, held an umbrella, and shouted: "Qiao'er? ”

……

Fu Orange Finch whimpered in his heart.

It's April, but it's so cold. The rain was cold, the wind was cold, everything was cold, and she shivered from the cold.

Far from being light, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that it was difficult to shelter from the rain.

The shoes became water shoes, the trouser legs were wet, the clothes were wet, and the hair was wet......

She wanted to go home, to take a hot shower, to put on soft and dry cotton slippers and pajamas, and to lie down in the warm bed. She didn't want to huddle in this corner, the wind beat her, the rain beat her, and anything could scare her.

The previous brain turned into a grievance at the moment, and then the girl began to feel sour in her heart again-

Very unlucky.

I just lost something today.

Particularly unlucky.

But I went out today, and my phone ran out of battery.

Very unlucky.

But it was raining again today, and she was trapped here in the shower.

Everything seemed to be a coincidence to her off.

This sour breath was so thick that it could no longer be held in the stomach, and "wow" came up at once, from the throat, from the mouth, from the nose, and from the eyes, and became a cry, a sob, and a tear.

"......Uhh

Fu Orange Bird cried quietly.

After a while, she comforted herself again: the bracelet Wen Yu gave her was not lost.

That's probably the only good fortune today......

"Qiao'er?"

Suddenly, there was a shout from behind.

Fu Orange Finch's body shook.

The voice......

She jerked her head back and looked at the person who was shouting at her—

A big boy, holding an umbrella, stood not far away in the light. There was rain on his face and a smile on his mouth. The rain slid down the jawline, outlining a familiar look.

He's Wen Yu!

It's Wen Yu!!

Woo, Wen Yu is here, he has found it!

The girl's heart suddenly erupted with a strong sourness, which swept through her whole body in an instant, numbing her brain, and there was an impulse urging her to move forward, and then, throw herself into his arms! Let him hug, let him touch his head, let him comfort himself. She has 10,000 grievances she wants to talk about, she wants to be heard. Or don't say anything, just hug her like you did last time......

But she was so cold that she couldn't even move.

Wen Yu was close in front of her, and she couldn't help but shout:

"Xiao Yu ......"

As soon as Fu Chengque opened his mouth, he couldn't help but cry, and tears and nose flowed down with rain. She rolled up her wet sleeves and wiped it, but in an instant, she said "wow" louder.

Wen Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and approached to comfort: "Are you okay?" ”

The girl shook her head while crying, and shouted: "Xiao Yu......"

Just like this, he didn't know where to raise his strength, jumped a step, pounced on Wen Yu, and stuffed himself into his arms.

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out a hand and hugged her gently.

……

Wen Yu hugged Fu Chengque, feeling her tremble slightly to gradually subside, and her hands in hoop changed from tight to loose; Her rain-drenched body went from cold to warm, and the sobbing stopped.

Fu Chengque leaned himself on Wen Yu, feeling the unprecedented warmth, the panic was gone, and the misery disappeared. She just felt that she was not afraid of anything.

This hug is softer than the last time, more gentle than the wind.

The beauty of this period is much weaker than the last time, compared to the rain.

And the emotions it contains are far more fervent than ever, more violent than thunder and lightning......

If there is no such thing when it comes, the green umbrella in hand, and the rain will open and look at each other.

(End of chapter)