Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

It was Lu Sheng, she found it, her body was wet, she should have been exposed to the rain, and her hair hadn't dried yet.

Zhou Qing was surprised for a while, and walked over on crutches: "How long have you been waiting here?"

She was still squatting, looking up at him, her eyes foggy: "It's been a long, long time."

Poorly.

It is like a little animal that has been abandoned and is still in the rain.

Zhou Qingzhan didn't say anything else, he kept his eyes silent for a while before saying, "I'll take you to the hotel."

No, she doesn't want to go to the hotel.

She didn't get up, raised her head and said softly, "My legs are numb and I can't get up."

Zhou Xufang is a daughter of iron and steel, and she doesn't understand Fengyue's tricks. When Lu Sheng said her legs were numb, she went to help. Just stepping out, she was caught by Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi shook his head.

Zhou Xufang: "?"

Isn’t the leg numb? She can carry Lu Sheng up.

Before Zhou Xufang could carry the people, Zhou Qingrang approached him, stretched out his hand, and handed it to Lu Sheng.

She stood up suddenly and hugged him.

Zhou Xufang: "..." Isn't the leg numb and unable to get up?

"Lu Sheng." Zhou Qing let her hand freeze, and just hung it in the air. After a long time, he took her hand, and after a long time, he let it go.

He let her hold.

In the ear, the girl has a very strong nasal voice, and she has cried: "Don't bear it, I hold you like this, no one will see you cry."

In a word, Zhou Qing made his eyes red.

How could this girl understand him like this? When he was cold, she came to hug him.

The rain did not fall, and the sky was overcast.

Zhou Xufang stood in the back, looking up at the sky and the ground, occasionally pretending to be casual, taking a look at the men and women embracing under the pine trees.

Jiang Zhi led her: "Go in."

She nodded, took another peek, and followed Jiang Zhi into the house.

In the old alley, the children were playing, jumping rubber bands in groups of three to five, singing in a childlike voice: "Little Ball, Banana Pear, Malan Flowering 21, 25 6, 2 57, 2829 thirty-one……"

In the room next to the small courtyard, an old song was playing: "The wind blows, the shadow of the tree shook, and shook it to Grandma Bridge..." The middle-aged woman poked her head out of the room and screamed, " My daughter, we have dinner."

Wu Nong speaks softly, with a little accent.

The half-person-tall kid ran home and said, "Here."

Later, the companions were still singing: "Six five six six five seven, six eight six nine seventy one, seven five six seven five seven, seven eight seven nine eighty one."

In the evening, the street lights in the alley were on, and passers-by were in a hurry when they returned home.

There are fireworks everywhere.

Zhou Xufang looked outside and listened to the old songs in the yard next door, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Jiang Zhi, I like this place very much."

He likes it too.

Because his little girl likes it.

"After that, shall we come here to settle down?"

Zhou Xu went into his arms and hugged him: "Okay."

It was getting dark quickly, and after only a while, the sky became faint.

Zhou Qingrang still stood stiffly: "Lu Sheng."

She still wanted to hug, but didn't let go.

Zhou Qing asked her to pull her away. The corners of his eyes were red, and he looked away: "I will send you to the hotel."

She didn't want to go to the hotel, she wanted to guard him, so she just made an excuse: "I'm getting wet and cold."

He did not speak.

She continued to make excuses: "I haven't eaten yet." Deliberately blinked pitifully, innocent and helpless, "I'm very hungry and hungry."

Zhou Qing asked her to touch her clothes with the back of her hand, but she was still trendy: "Where is the luggage?"

She touched her nose and looked down at his toes: "I'm in a hurry, no luggage."

She's not like her anymore for being so careless and reckless.

"Did you tell your family?"

She shook her head.

Where did she have time? When she was in a meeting, she caught up with the Jiang family scandal, made a phone call and clarified the situation and ran over. The traffic in Xufang Town was not very good. She changed several trains before she found him. It’s true that it’s cold, it’s true that it’s not eating.

Zhou Qingrang no longer said to send her to the hotel: "You first report to the family to be safe."

Lu Sheng: "Oh." After reporting her safety, is he going to drive her away?

She held the phone and didn't press it for a long time.

"I don't have any clothes you can wear here. Go and ask Xu Fang."

After he finished speaking, he entered the house.

Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay."

She followed happily and entered the yard. Before she even asked Zhou Xufang to borrow clothes, her mother called. She walked aside and answered in a low voice, "Mom."

"Listen to your secretary, you will leave halfway through the drive." Yao Tourmaline was worried, "Where is it now?"

Nor can it be said that Zhou Xufang is here, Lu Sheng said: "Outside."

"Where is it outside?"

"Xufang Town."

Yao Tourma asked: "Why are you going there?"

Lu Sheng lied: "On a business trip."

On business trip?

For a girl who was born in October of pregnancy, how many flowers in her belly, how many flowers in her belly, do you know how much you are a mother?

Yao Tourmael didn't expose her either, and only said: "Be careful outside." After that, she hung up the phone and yelled into the living room, "Lu Jingsong, your girl lied to me."

The commander of the army with a strong desire to survive: "I didn't teach it."

Yao Tourmaline: "..."

It rained at night, outside the house, the rain hit the blue tiles, ticking.

Zhou Xufang turned over, carrying Jiang Zhi on his back.

He immediately took her back: "Xu Fang."

"Ok."

Didn't fall asleep yet.

The town was damp and cold, and the quilt was heavy at night. Jiang Zhi tightened the air leakage behind her: "Why don't you sleep?"

Zhou Xufang's voice was a bit soft: "Can't sleep."

The rain is not noisy, it's just that her mind is messed up, as if she didn't think about anything, and she seemed to be thinking about everything.

Jiang Zhi wanted to coax her to sleep: "Then I can sing to you, OK?"

Zhou Xufang found a comfortable posture and lay down: "Okay."

Jiang Zhi cleared his throat: "Lullaby, andgoodnight, Withpinkrosesbedight, Withlilieso\'erspread, Ismybaby\'ssweethead..."

It is a foreign lullaby.

It may be a lullaby, because Zhou Xufang can no longer hear the original tune. Jiang Zhi’s singing is a bit like riding a roller coaster, high and low, up and down, nine bends and eighteen bends...

Zhou Xufang finished listening to half of the poem: "Jiang Zhi."

Jiang Zhi said.

She hesitated for a while: "Should you stop singing?" The more he sang, the more energetic she became.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

Do you think he sings badly?

"Okay, don't sing, do something else." He covered his head with the quilt and went to her.

After a while, a voice came from the quilt.

"Spinning treasure."

"Ok."

His voice was rusty: "Nothing."

"no need."

"What should I do if I am pregnant?"

The little girl said softly: "Give birth to you."

"Row."

Outside the window, the sound of rain continued.

The spring rain in the small town was gentle and lingering, like the tears of lovers at parting.

Green tiles and moss, wind left in the yard, and someone in the room was still asleep, sitting on the threshold, holding his chin to look outside, looking focused.

Zhou Qing let Zhu pass the cane: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Sheng turned around in a panic, before he could answer, he blurted out: "Look at the moon."

It was raining outside, and the rain dripped down the roof tiles. A rain curtain was hung in front of the door. It was covered with rain and mist, and the sky in the distance was covered with dark clouds without a trace of moonlight.

"There is no moon tonight," he said.

The girl who lied was embarrassed, so she told the truth: "Looking at the wall, watching the tiles." She stretched out her hand and pointed at an orange tree in the yard, "Look at that tree."

Zhou Qing asked Yimen to stand: "What's so interesting about these."

Yes.

She said: "Because you want to know if you climbed over the wall or climbed that tree when you were a kid."

Have you run and laughed like other children?

Recalling the past, his eyes turned into water, gleaming, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, not so softly cold, he said: "In May, I will climb the tree to pick oranges. June and July is the rainy season. Sometimes it rains too much and it leaks. I followed my father on the roof."

Lu Sheng stood up.

"Zhou Qingrang."

He looked at her: "Yeah."

The girl put all her thoughts in her eyes, tender, shy and bold, full of affection from her little daughter: "You like me too, don't you?"

He didn't dare to look at her, his eyes avoided: "Lu Sheng--"

She put her hand on his waist, stood on tiptoe, pressed his lips, and gently kissed him: "Wait later, I will live here with you. In May, I will climb the tree and pick you oranges. ,good or not?"

With a cautious tone and timidity, with all the courage and expectations, she asked him if he was good.

He didn't answer, he was silent for a long time, clenched his crutches, and stepped back: "Go to sleep, I'll take you to the station tomorrow morning." Without saying anything, he turned and walked into the house.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

He walked slowly, coughed badly, and his fingertips were blue and trembling slightly.

Outside the house, the girl stood there, looking at his back with red eyes.