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I don't know how long it took, Luo Wener seemed to see a sharp light splitting the deep night and stabbing her, as if it were the siege a year ago.

In an instant, the cold light was dazzling.

"Mo Xi..."

She suddenly sat up.

"Bang..."

It seemed that something had been knocked open, and at the same time, a series of loud noises rolled in with thunderous momentum, hitting the ears one after another.

"Clouds..."

Qian Yumo quickly closed the wind-blown windows and doors, ran to the bedside, and held her in his arms: "Don't be afraid, it's going to rain..."

seemed to respond to his sentence, only to hear a "bang", just like someone poured countless beans down and kept falling down, and the dense sound was enough to make people imagine their cheerful jump on the ground.

I don't know when the oil lamp went out. Only the electric light came in from the cracks of the wooden house and from the two cracks by the door. After a while, the room began to leak, clicked, click...

Luo Wen'er looked at the table and chair that was wet between light and dark, bit her lips, and gave way in...

Qian Yumo was not polite and turned over to bed.

"Keep your distance!" Luo Wener warned in a low voice.

Qian Yumo smiled softly and lay honestly by the bed, motionless. He only bent his arm under his head and looked at the roof.

However, the bed board is too narrow. Even if it is "keeping a distance", how far can it be kept?

The two lay side by side, both facing the roof. After a long time, Luo Wen'er said quietly, "Mo Xi, where is your home? I've known you for so long, and I've never heard you mention..."

For a long time, Qianyu Mofang said, "If you are willing to go back with me and stay with me forever, I will tell you..."

"Mo Xi..."

"Yes, I'm not serious again." Qian Yumo smiled, but seemed to sigh: "It's too late. Go to sleep."

Then there was no movement.

When he turned his head to look at him, he had already closed his eyes.

Thunder is frequent and the rain is surging. After all, the house has been uninhabited for a long time, and it is full of cloudy tides everywhere. Now it's raining, and the tide is even worse. And the cold wind kept blowing in from the cracks and cracks of the board, and she saw Mo Xi's robe fluttering slightly.

Pick up the quilt on your body and prepare to move it to him...

"You are injured, pay attention to keep warm..." Qian Yumo's eyes were not open, like a dream.

She glanced at...

"No need to look for this quilt..."

"You are really, even if the situation was difficult at that time, but it's not difficult to put an extra quilt, is it?"

"Only one quilt will get closer when it's cold..."

She was suddenly stunned.

It seems that a long time ago, when she was still in that world, she also thought... The house is small, what is it? Because they are small, two people get closer and become each other's warmth...

Lightning passed, and she seemed to see a little water light from the corners of Mo Xi's eyes, like the crystal drop hanging on the edge of her eyelashes in the daytime.

She lay down silently, looked at him, hesitated, but still slowly stretched out her arm...

"Clouds..."

He suddenly hugged her, his arms trembled, and his voice was hoarse.

The corners of her eyes are also a little astringent.

This Mo Xi is usually indulgent and unruly, smiling, as if everything does not linger in his heart. Even if he tells a very sad story, he still smiles. It seems that this can reduce the pain in the bottom of his heart and turn this pain into a happy memory, but he doesn't know this A tearful smile is even more sad.

"Mo Xi..." She opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

The thunder and lightning faded away, and the house was finally turned into darkness, but the sound of rain kept Isolated the hut from the world like a curtain.

Luo Wener felt uncomfortable. Mo Xi has been holding her all the time. Is this a little...

"Mo Xi..." She earned money.

"Don't move, clouds, you have a fever..."

Qian Yumo's hand was immediately applied to her forehead... cold.

Luo Wener shrank unconsciously.

Fever? Do you have it? She just felt that the two were too close, and she couldn't beware that Mo Xi would become a wolf at any time, but if she pushed him away... He was sad, but he was nervous and worried. He was tense all over and sweating all over. How could she...

But when Qian Yumo moved, she only felt a cold air rising from the bottom of her feet, surrounded her in an instant, and immediately shivered.

Qian Yumo unfolded the quilt and got in rudely.

"Mo Xi, you..." Luo Wen'er was anxious.

"This is a fever caused by injury. As long as you sweat thoroughly, you will be fine." Despite her resistance, he hugged her and smiled: "Do you think we are 'sleeping together'? What if someone knows that Yuncai can't get married?

Struggle.

"If you really can't get married, will I marry you?" The tone fell softly in her ear.

"Mo Xi, are you still serious?"

"I've always been serious..."

"You..." Luo Wen'er was angry: "I just don't take your words seriously. Go and ask the eight flowers. You usually joke like that, people..."

"How's it all? If they want to marry, I will marry. The more people there are, the more lively..."

How can there be such a brazen person in the world? He is still sympathizing with him. He is still pretending to be a saint of love, but in a blink of an eye, he has become a big radish. I can't wait for someone to kick him down!

"Okay, stop it. That is, I know that you are holding an uprog for them. If you change someone else, you are still jealous..."

"Mo, Xi!"

"What, are you really jealous?"

Luo Wen'er was so angry that she wanted to cry.

"Okay, let's go on. The bone should be misplaced. I'm really responsible for you. Let's lie down for a while. At dawn, I'll go to pick some herbs, boil the medicine, and the fever will subside..."

Luo Wener was also afraid of foot injury, and she really didn't have the strength to toss around, but although Qian Yumo was holding her, there was no more politeness, and there was a steady stream of warm currents into her body.

She quickly sweated and wanted to lift the quilt to breathe, but Mo Xi didn't let her move. She said that it was not good to see the wind at this time. When the sweat naturally stopped, the heat would naturally subside.

She stiffened her scalp for a long time, but felt that her body was getting hotter and her head became more and more dizzy. Her consciousness was like floating leaves on the water, floating a few times, and finally sank.

is sleeping uneasily, as if he has been talking.

"Mo Xi, did you have a fever when you were injured? Were you the only one at that time? What will you do?"

"Do you think I'm living well?"

......

"Mo Xi, won't your family worry if you don't go home so late?"

"If I leave, I will only worry about you..."

......

"Mo Xi, are you asleep?"

"No..."

......

"Mo Xi, I want to drink water..."

I felt that the confinement on my body was loosened, but I carefully wrapped her with a quilt. After a while, a little coolness is close to the lips.