Go to a windy place and wait for the wind to come

Chapter 163 It rained a lot that day (please ask for a monthly ticket for a recommendation ticket)

Collect clothes? !

This guy! ! !

After Xu Hongdou hung up the phone, he held the phone tightly in his hand and made an angry expression on the screen.

Damai, who was sitting by the side, asked curiously, "Sister Hongdou, who are you?"

"Brother Wentao you speak of, tell me the weather is bad, it's going to rain, let me go and collect his clothes!" Xu Hongdou said angrily.

For some reason, after seeing Xu Hongdou making such an expression, Damai felt that such a sister Hongdou had an indescribable taste.After thinking about it for a moment, she thought about it...

It seems to be, the feeling of 'good wife and loving mother'?

Looking at the sky outside, she thought for a while and said: "Sister Hongdou, if you go back, you should bring an umbrella, it feels like the cloud is about to blow over here. When it rains here, it will be very heavy."

"Well, good barley. How about you?"

Xu Hongdou nodded.

After she took out an umbrella from the umbrella frame at the door, she looked at Da Mai again.

"I won't go back, I'm afraid it will rain on the road." Damai pointed to the notebook on the table, which is all her most precious things, if it gets wet, it will be troublesome.

Xu Hongdou smiled knowingly, and greeted Nana at the bar.

Then alone, feeling 'sulking' towards Zhang Wentao, he walked towards the small courtyard.

On the road, the usual breeze, as the air pressure became lower, blowing her long hair a little fluttering.

She looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds were getting closer and closer to where she was standing, which made her frown a little.

I was worried that it would start raining halfway on my way back, and I was also worried about Zhang Wentao's clothes hanging to dry last night.Thinking of the clothes, she felt a little regretful. She had seen them before going out tomorrow morning.

The result was forgotten.

"This guy……"

...

Before the raindrops fell, Xu Hongdou's hurried figure appeared in the courtyard.

She didn't care to put the umbrella away, and hurried to the balcony on the second floor where the clothes were hung. She was relieved to see that the clothes that were blowing in the wind were still there.

After quickly taking them off one by one, I ran to my room with them in my arms.

As soon as she entered the house, she suddenly felt a little lucky, because she forgot to close the window, and the wind kept blowing into the house.

After wiping the sweat from her temples with the back of her hand, she threw Zhang Wentao's clothes on her bed and went to close the window.

But as soon as he walked to the window door, he saw the small courtyard of Xie Zhiyao's house.

She frowned.

After staring for a while, she felt relieved when she saw Grandma Xie in the room, and then closed her window.

The collar on his chest was already wet with sweat, and his fair neck was also wet.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she suddenly felt that she was also funny and grinned angrily, and finally found a clean dress and walked into the bathroom.

When I came out again, the sticky feeling had dissipated, and all the clothes soaked in sweat had been changed.

Wrapping her wet hair, she came to her sofa.

Sha Fang was facing her soft and comfortable bed. On the bed was Zhang Wentao's clothes that suddenly made her frown.

She glanced casually just now, and saw a few square-shaped things among the pile of clothes...

"This irritating fellow!"

……

in the hospital.

The mental state of the pigeon is still very poor, and it has no appetite.

Zhang Wentao, who wanted to buy something on the way, awkwardly wiped his hair with a tissue on the cabinet next to the other party's hospital bed.

Halfway through his drive, it started to rain, still in the "crash" kind.

So when I arrived at the hospital and parked the car, I ran into the hospital for a short distance, and my clothes were inevitably wet.

Asked about the ward, when he came in, the emaciated pigeon was infusing glucose, and he had been suspecting that the relationship between the pigeon and the madman was not simple these days.

Sitting next to a dove with two big black circles on its face, apathetic.

When Pigeon saw Zhang Wentao came back, he seemed to let go of something.

Seeing the other party come to see her, she also felt some spiritual comfort, but because she was too haggard, the smile on her face was a bit bleak.

"Brother Wen Tao, I'm going to resign and go back to my hometown."

The two were silent for a while, and finally the pigeon opened the conversation.

Hearing her voice was weak, Zhang Wentao felt uncomfortable: "It's good to go back, at least you can have someone to take care of you when you go back to your parents."

"Ah."

The pigeon lowered its head, hesitated for a moment, then sighed secretly and asked choked up: "Brother Wen Tao, did you see the lunatic? He left..."

"No." Zhang Wentao shook his head with a low voice.

People in the embassy said that the plane hit the ground from a high altitude, and exploded and caught fire the moment it touched the ground.

Even the wreckage of the plane was not found. As for the tragic state of the found body...

The pigeon seemed to have been fully prepared for Zhang Wentao's answer. After taking the paper towel handed over by Zhang Wentao, the pigeon wiped the tears dripping on his face.

She bit her lower lip, opened her mouth slightly, and muttered a very soft word, staring at the ceiling with a little dull eyes.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Wentao felt his heart being pinched. He stood up and patted her on the shoulder lightly, saying in a low voice, "You are still young, you will pass."

He thought the pigeon would be fine.

She will meet someone who treats her well, and someone who is stable.

That person is not like a lunatic, who lives so chicly, nor does he have such a rich and colorful life experience as a lunatic.

But that person will not be as selfish as a lunatic, pursuing self-satisfaction.

He should be a very family-loving person, a very stable person...

At least, he should not be dazzled by the outside world, knowing that it is a happy thing to spend his whole life with someone who loves him...

"Will it pass?" Pigeon looked at Zhang Wentao and repeated blankly.

Zhang Wentao nodded, pointed to himself and said, "Do you still remember, when we first met, were you curious about my affairs in France?"

The pigeon thought for a while, then nodded in a numb manner.

That time, it was the night before we separated from the lunatic, the three of them got together to cook and chat.

After she opened her mouth to ask, she was stopped by the madman.

"Gezi, I'm actually a stupid person, I don't know how to comfort people.

Zhang Wentao sat on the hospital bed, smiled embarrassingly and said, "So, I can only tell you what happened to me.

Of course, what I'm telling you now, you may think that I don't feel pain in my back when I stand up and talk.

But... I did have a bad side. "

Hearing that Zhang Wentao took the initiative to talk about what happened to him, the pigeon woke up with a tissue and nodded his head.

Zhang Wentao let out a sigh of relief, he didn't know where the story started.

Looking sideways at the raindrops hitting the window and the lightning that happened to strike out of the dark clouds, he frowned: "Actually, that day was very similar to today, but the rain was heavier than today.

My parents came to France to accompany me, so I specially asked for a leave of absence to take them to have a good time.

That day, we were driving from Paris to Grenoble..."

　Today is the author's birthday

　　Don't rush everyone, haha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)