Chapter 928 His Breath
It's just that there seems to be a person in my heart, that person is afraid of thunder, and he must be by her side in such a weather of lightning and thunder.
But who is that person? Why can't he remember!
Seeing that Huo Baiyuan's appearance was not quite right, Luo Changchuan touched his shoulder and asked, "Bai Yuan, are you alright?"
Huo Baiyuan covered his head and squatted down little by little, curling up his body tightly like a child who was not panicked.
"my head…"
Luo Changchuan hurriedly asked, "Does your head hurt again?"
Ever since Huo Baiyuan came back from missing for half a year, he would have a headache from time to time, and when he went to the hospital for an examination, it was only said that he had been hit on the head and healed up, and there was no cure.
In the pitch-black room, lightning came in from the window like a sharp sword, accompanied by roaring thunder that made people's ears numb, and the howling wind blew past like a devil crying.
A figure lying on the bed trembled violently.
Song Lishu clenched the corner of the quilt tightly with his hands, and buried his head tightly under the quilt, every thunderbolt seemed to strike into her body.
There was the sound of pattering rain outside the window, but the thunder did not stop.
In the dark room lit by a flash of lightning, Song Lishu's body rolled off the bed and fell to the ground. She almost crawled to the closet, opened the closet door, and tremblingly pulled out a men's shirt.
She grabbed the shirt and crawled back to the bed, curled up and hid under the blanket, hugging the shirt tightly in her arms, until she smelled the faint scent of Huo Baiyuan on the shirt, and finally felt a bit of peace of mind.
Song Lishu closed his eyes, hearing the violent storm, in the darkness, as if he had returned to that hut, Huo Baiyuan held her tightly in his arms, and said to her gently: "Don't be afraid, I am here, I will Protect yours."
In every weather of lightning and thunder, I will be by your side.
In the middle of the night, the torrential rain finally gradually stopped.
Huo Baiyuan was lying on the sofa, with one hand pressed between his brows, his face was pale, and his chest was heaving due to heavy breathing.
Luo Changchuan poured a cup of hot water, put it on the coffee table, and asked, "How is it? Are you okay now?"
Huo Baiyuan didn't speak, he put down his hands and sat up from the sofa with his arms propped up.
Luo Changchuan handed over hot water.
Huo Baiyuan took it, took a sip, then put the water on the coffee table again, stood up, and swayed slightly.
"It's late, I should go." He said hoarsely.
Luo Changchuan was a little worried: "Are you sure everything is fine?"
Huo Baiyuan shook his head, and walked towards the door.
Luo Changchuan suddenly called him.
He stopped, turned his head, and looked at Luo Changchuan.
Luo Changchuan's face became a little dignified, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "I forgot to tell you something, Nianwei...she will be back in a few days."
Huo Baiyuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but his pale face did not change. He stared at Luo Changchuan for a while, and finally, without saying anything, he walked out of the gate without looking back.
In the early morning, Song Lishu finally crawled out of the bed, the panic in her eyes hadn't faded away, there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and the shirt was still pressed in her arms, and it had become a little wrinkled.
The torrential rain finally stopped, the dead branches and leaves fell all over the ground, and there was a mess outside the window.
Song Lishu looked down at the clothes in his arms, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
Before Huo Baiyuan broke into her world, didn't she survive every lightning and thunderstorm by herself?
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