Mainly the tall man looked at Wen Xien's eyes, something was very wrong, he let go of the fingers that he had been clenching, and then he found that his palms were full of sweat, but this is the spring solstice.

——

In the end, Wen Xien overestimated herself, she originally thought that she could walk back, but she didn't expect that her eyes would be black and pale as paper before she had been gone, she gritted her teeth and wanted to hold on for a while, but she was still discovered by Guo Zhenfei.

The man stopped, took a step forward, and he crouched in front of Wen Xien again, his jaw line sharp and beautiful.

"Eun, come up."

His voice was low, with a bit of toughness and coaxing.

Wen Xien also knew that he couldn't go, so he stopped being hypocritical and lay on his back.

At that moment, Guo Zhenfei's tense body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and it took a long time for her rough and wide palm to wrap around the crook of her legs.

Guo Zhenfei's back is very wide, the temperature on his body is also very high, and the strength of his two hands is even more amazing, and the thick calluses on his fingertips are grinding Wen Xien's legs through the thin fabric.

Two slender arms wrapped around the man's neck, and the man's skin was darker than Wen Xien's I don't know how many degrees, so it made the arms even more dazzling.

A soft voice sounded in my ears like smoke and rain.

"Brother Guo, can you be lighter?"

The man with a very steady pace seemed to pause, Wen Xien couldn't see Guo Zhenfei's expression clearly behind him, but he could feel the hot palms that seemed to be embedded in the crooks of his legs, so he relaxed a little, and carefully treated porcelain that was about to shatter at the touch of a button.

The road is very long, but the man's footsteps have always been steady, Wen Xien was still a little energetic at first, but soon his body began to feel uncomfortable.

She saved Zhou Wenying the day before yesterday, and she hasn't changed her wet clothes until now, and her current clothes have also been dried by her own body temperature, plus she was beaten a few times by Zhou's father, and her strength is very heavy, how can she stand this broken body.

The temperature on the body was hot and cold, and the forehead was covered with cold sweat after a while, the pale face was distorted by pain, and fine beads of sweat oozed from the forehead, I don't know if it was cold or what, the body suddenly shivered, and the whole body was uncomfortable, and the taste was really uncomfortable.

But Wen Xien still hugged Guo Zhenfei's neck tightly, afraid that he would slide down.

In order to cheer himself up, Wen Xien opened his mouth to talk about the topic.

"Brother Guo, what way did you find to release it?"

The man's breath was also very steady, as if there was no one on his back, and a dark light flashed under his eyes, which quickly disappeared.

"Redress grievances, the body is not afraid of shadows."

He also said this with a clear look.

Wen Xien rested his chin on the man's shoulder, his long and thick eyelashes drooped down slightly, and his pale lips curved in a slight arc.

"Does Brother Guo believe in me like that?"

The warm breath sprayed in his ears, and the tips of the man's ears crept up into a flush, and his Adam's apple moved, and he said in a muffled voice: "I only believe you." ”

There is no reason to believe in you, that is, to stand by your side, to stand behind you.

Wen Xien smiled, her pale and sickly face seemed to be transparent, she stared at the uneven road underground, her head became heavier and heavier, and when she closed her eyes, a crystal tear was stained in the corner of her eye, which crossed her cheeks and dripped on the fabric of the man's clothes, and no one noticed.

The man who hurried home without saying a word didn't hear the voice of the person behind him for a long time, and he screamed softly.

"Eun?"

Didn't get any response.

Guo Zhenfei thought that Wen Xien was asleep, and his big broad hand grabbed the thin leg of his hand that seemed to be broken when pinched, and said in a low voice, "...... I'm sorry. ”

It was he who didn't protect Wen Xien and made her suffer.

The old-fashioned face was cold and solemn, revealing an unspeakable sadness.

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Hurried all the way, Guo Zhenfei finally arrived at home when it was dark.

There was a thin figure guarding the door, and when he saw the person Guo Zhenfei was carrying, he immediately ran over.

"Wen Xien, what's wrong with her?"

Guo Zhenfei ignored the child and hugged Wen Xien in by himself.

Miao Hua followed closely behind him, and he went to look at Wen Xien, only to find that Wen Xien had closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

After entering the house, Miao Hua quickly lit the lamp, and he thought that one candle was not bright enough, so he lit three candles.

Guo Zhenfei carefully put Wen Xien down, and as soon as he touched Wen Xien's hand, he found that her hand was cold and terrifying, and his heart tightened.

"Do you still have a futon?"

Miao Hua immediately ran to the cabinet to rummage through it, and came over with a soft futon.

Guo Zhenfei gently patted Wen Xien's cold face with a rough palm, and his voice was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

"Eun, Eun, wake up, don't sleep."

Wen Xien struggled to open his eyes a slit, his long and thick eyelashes hung down slightly, his face was as pale as paper, and the cold temperature of his fingertips made Guo Zhenfei's face change.

He took the futon in the child's hand and wrapped Wen Xien firmly, the futon was a festive red, and Wen Xien's face was as white as snow, without any temperature, cold white.

Wen Xien only showed one head, looking sleepy, Guo Zhenfei was especially afraid that she would fall asleep, so he coaxed and said.

"Don't sleep yet, okay? Shall I go and boil hot water for you first? ”

Wen Xien felt a hand sticking out of the quilt, a very warm little hand.

When I looked down, I saw the child's reddish eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Wen Xien subconsciously wanted to show a smile so that these two people would not worry too much, but what she didn't know was how reluctant her smile was, which would only make the hearts of the two people more uncomfortable.

"I don't sleep ......, I'll wait for you."

Her voice was so low that she couldn't hear it if she didn't get closer.

Guo Zhenfei bent over and pressed his forehead against Wen Xien's forehead, his rough big hands caressed the delicate skin, Wen Xien was a little painful by the cocoon on the man's hand, her pale lips pursed, and she met the man's narrow and dark eyes.

"Let's go."

The breath exhaled was fragrant, fragrant and cold, the man's eyes became deeper, he rubbed Wen Xien, and straightened up honestly.

He lit another candle and went to the stove, where soon the crackling of burning wood was heard.

Wen Xien felt sleepy, but also cold, so that he couldn't sleep even when he was sleepy.

The futon was not warm, and the child rubbed her hands, her voice trembling: "Wen Xien, why is your body so cold?" Are you cold? ”

The window was not closed yet, and the cool breeze blowing in carried a cold, Miao Hua was afraid that Wen Xien would be cold, so he immediately ran over and closed it tightly, and then went to help Wen Xien warm his hands.

There is a typo dripping me

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