After refusing to fall in love, she tore the author's son with her hands

Chapter 18 I'm Here

As soon as the call was connected, her anxious voice came through the phone.

"Why don't you go back to the dormitory? The weather forecast says there will be a thunderstorm tonight. Can you do it yourself?"

Jiang Wanzhi said in a relaxed tone: "Okay."

Chen Xiyan clicked her tongue: "You say that every time."

She probably knew that she was going home and her brother was at home. Chen Xiyan didn't say much, but just warned: "If you are too scared anyway, call me and I will drive to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wanzhi looked at the phone and was slightly distracted. He originally wanted to call Huo Huaizhou, but he didn't come back. He was usually busy with company matters.

She bit her lip, picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom. After the bath, she quickly got into the quilt, wrapped herself tightly in it and closed her eyes.

Not long after he fell asleep in a daze, he was completely awakened by the sound of thunder. Jiang Wanzhi looked at the ceiling and breathed violently, with a layer of dense beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

She had a bad nightmare.

His hand unconsciously touched a small, round and inconspicuous scar on the inside of his arm. Memories were like a tide, and all the memories that had been pressed behind his head came out.

The despair and suffocation in the dream were like a nightmare, and the scenes replayed themselves clearly in her dream.

Jiang Wanzhi pinched her eyebrows, picked up her phone and checked the time. She had only slept for an hour. Her mouth was dry and she got out of bed to go downstairs to get some water.

The wind was howling outside and the rain was pouring. The lights in the living room were warm and bright. Wearing a soft white nightgown, she slowly went downstairs, poured a glass of water and drank it. When she was about to go back, she heard a call from the other side of the door. A small sound.

She stopped suddenly, as if she had some premonition in her heart. She turned around and looked into a pair of cold and calm eyes. She was extremely surprised to see her. The man raised his eyebrows lightly. In his sight, the girl looked like a ball. The soft mochi dumpling looked at him blankly. He took off his black coat lazily and casually, and said in a low voice: "Are you having a nightmare?"

The child's face turned slightly pale, and he looked a little pitiful when he nodded.

It seems like it was a very bad dream.

Especially on nights when it was thundering and raining. She had always had an uneasy sleep on nights like this since she was a child. She would timidly come to him holding a pillow and sleep on the sofa in his room without making any noise. Group, sleep until dawn and then leave carefully.

Later, he went to live in a dormitory after debuting. He had seen interviews related to Jiang Wanzhi. Her sisters said that Jiang Wanzhi liked to be alone, but on nights when it was thundering and raining, she would pathetically sleep with them.

For the first time at that time, Huo Huaizhou felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He took everything very lightly, but on that day, because of this sentence, he couldn't even read the book.

It was as if something had been taken away.

Just like a child growing up sooner or later, he will leave here one day.

No, he has grown up.

He frowned, not really liking the idea.

Jiang Wanzhi looked at Huo Huaizhou who didn't know what he was thinking and tilted his head in confusion: "Brother?"

"Yeah." Huo Huaizhou responded, lowering his eyes to hide the displeasure in his eyes, which were cold and clear. When he looked sideways, the white little mochi dumpling looked at him with a pair of watery eyes, making all his movements stop. His eyebrows softened slightly.

Jiang Wanzhi's eyes are very beautiful.

Big, bright, clear and beautiful, like twinkling stars. When looking at people, they always make people feel weak.

Huo Huaizhou bent down slightly and looked at her level, neither too close nor too far away. There was an imperceptible smile on his lips: "Would you like to watch a movie?"

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The audio-visual room is on the basement floor. Huo Huaizhou is sitting leisurely and lazily, with one hand resting on his forehead relaxedly and watching Jiang Wanzhi's movie selection, with a hint of pampering hidden in his eyes.

Jiang Wanzhi chose a science fiction film.

She glanced at Huo Huaizhou from the corner of her eye. The movie screen flickered, outlining the outline of his neat and clear face. He was leaning on the back of the sofa with his chin slightly raised. He was lazy and casual, with a dull expression that could not be seen. What was he thinking about.The atmosphere was quiet, but clearly felt safe.

Jiang Wanzhi withdrew his gaze.

She remembered that one time when she was lying on the sofa in Huo Huaizhou's room, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. There was a violent storm outside and lightning intertwined. She turned over and was not sleepy at all.

I don't know how long it took, but when she turned over again, she heard Huo Huaizhou's faint sigh. She felt helpless. Her whole body froze, and she subconsciously closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

The room was dark, and a low voice slowly reached her ears, gentle and sweet.

"Do you want to watch a movie?"

The corners of Jiang Wanzhi's lips curled up slightly, and he focused on the movie, gradually becoming fascinated by it.

The universe in the movie is vast, gorgeous and mysterious.

"What a nightmare."

Jiang Wanzhi turned his head and was stunned for a moment.

Huo Huaizhou seemed a little sleepy, his brows and eyes were tired, but he didn't look at her: "Tell me about it."

Jiang Wanzhi was silent for a moment, then twitched his lips: "It's nothing, I just dreamed of some things from the past."

She dreamed of herself when she was seven or eight years old.

There was no food to eat at that time, so she was as skinny as if her bones were covered with a layer of skin. It was scary. One time she was really hungry. She secretly went to the kitchen to get a small half of a dry steamed bun before taking a bite. , Jiang Hai is back.

He seemed to be angry outside. Seeing the blood-red eyes in her eyes, he kicked her over and then slapped her all over. He pressed the cigarette butt fiercely on her arm, ferociously and viciously. In her painful screams, her tone was as angry as if he wanted to tear her apart.

"Why aren't you dead yet? Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

It had been more than ten years ago. Even though she rarely thought about it, the scenes that replayed in her dreams were so clear that they became her nightmare and the shadow deep in her heart.

The scar on her arm no longer hurts, but the mark left behind will always be with her.

The fear in dreams will always be there.

There is nothing to hide. Huo Huaizhou knows everything about himself.

Therefore, after Jiang Wanzhi finished speaking, Huo Huaizhou's voice was as calm as ever: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

When he looked over, his shadowy eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight, and they were surprisingly gentle.

These three words "I'm here" hit Jiang Wanzhi hard on her heart. Her heartbeat was beating so hard that her arms were slightly numb.

She subconsciously avoided looking and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "I don't seem to have anything to repay."

Huo Huaizhou suddenly interrupted her: "How could it not be?"

Jiang Wanzhi looked at him blankly.

The man's voice was drawn out, and the tenderness in his eyes could not be suppressed.

"You have given me companionship, which is the most precious thing to me."

(End of this chapter)