Li Mubai's home is in a very old community.

The community environment is dirty and messy, and from time to time there are drunken drunkards lying on the side of the road.

Qin Xi could smell a smell of excrement, and he didn't know if it was a human or an animal.

Walking through buildings, they stopped at a small five-story building.

Qin Xi originally wanted to walk side by side with Li Mubai, but the stairs in the community were very narrow and could only pass through one person.

She followed in the footsteps of the teenager and stopped on the second floor.

Li Mubai skillfully took out the key and unscrewed the doorknob.

"Come in."

Compared to this dilapidated and dirty neighborhood, this small house looks much more cozy.

As soon as he came in, Qin Xi smelled the aroma of chicken soup.

"You sit on the couch and I'll stir-fry."

"Li Mubai, I'll go to the kitchen to help you."

Without waiting for the young man to answer, a gentle and slightly old female voice came from the back room, "Mu Bai! Is there a guest coming? ”

Li Mubai replied loudly, "It's a classmate." ”

"Oh, girl, I'm sorry! Auntie can't walk on her legs, can't see with her eyes, and can't come out to meet you. ”

Qin Xi looked at Li Mubai, seeking his consent with her eyes, and only after the young man nodded did she walk into the small room.

The bedroom had only a single bed and cupboard, and there was a woman in her fifties sitting on the bed with a coat draped.

The woman's face looked yellow and haggard, her eyes were closed and sunken in, and the bed was neatly laid out where her legs should have been.

She seems to ...... Only the upper body.

As if hearing her footsteps, the woman smiled towards the doorway.

Qin Xi was a little surprised and shocked at first, and then sad and sympathetic.

Inexplicably, she remembered herself, and it was also in such a dilapidated room, she knelt beside the bed, begging her father over and over again not to leave, not to leave her.

Qin Xi has always thought that she is different from Li Mubai, she is a hypocritical bad person, while Li Mubai is pure and kind.

But now she feels that she is very similar to Li Mubai in a certain aspect.

They are all people who run in the rain without umbrellas.

At this moment, Qin Xi found a consensus in Li Mubai.

……

The sound insulation of the old house is very poor, Li Mubai stood in the small kitchen and cut vegetables, and could hear the sound of two people laughing in the back room.

"Girl, you don't know, Mu Bai was very skinny when he was young, and he was once on the balcony ......"

His mother told him about his childhood, and Qin Xi would laugh every time he listened to it.

He pursed the corners of his mouth, feeling that his home hadn't been so lively for a long, long time.

After frying the dishes, Li Mubai stood in the kitchen, staring at the thin mist on the dishes spreading above the air, and the last bit disappeared......

He didn't want to disturb Qin Xi's conversation with his mother.

Just lean against the wall and listen with your eyes closed.

I don't know how long it took.

"Li Mubai."

A soft voice was like a soft feather, slowly scraping through his heart.

He opened his eyes and saw that Qin Xi was right in front of him, staring at him suspiciously with those dark eyes at the moment.

"Why did you fall asleep standing up?"

I was just immersed in a beautiful illusion, and I was so distracted that I didn't even know that she was coming.

Li Mubai cleared his throat and pretended to be casual, "Maybe I'm too tired." ”

"Is the dish cold?"

When Li Mubai heard this, he picked up a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks basket, took a piece of green vegetables and put it in his mouth to taste, "It seems to be a little, I'll heat it again." ”

He took a bowl of soup first, "This is good, you drink." ”

"I'll send it to my aunt first."

"No, I'll go later."

Li Mubai handed the soup to the girl.

The soft white girl smiled shyly, took it embarrassedly, blew it lightly, and put it to her lips and took a sip.

"Is it good?"

He asked.

"It's delicious, it's fresh."

"That's good."

Li Mubai also smiled, his eyebrows crooked.

Qin Xi took two small sips, and she didn't know if the chicken soup was too spicy, which made her throat sour.

Since her father's death, there has been no sunshine in her world, only thunderstorms.

Qin Xi kept running, and countless bad things came one after another like raindrops, and she couldn't dodge, only dripping and thorough.

The rain seemed to have no end, like a bottomless hell, engulfing him completely.

She knew that she might never meet the sun, but she also thought that it would be great if someone could make an umbrella for her.

Even if this umbrella can't last a lifetime, as long as it takes a moment, she is enough to be satisfied.

And now—

"Brother," Qin Xi looked up, his eyes seemed to be clouded, "I seem, I seem to have found that umbrella." ”