The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

She squatted down, took some umbrellas from an angle, and hit the man on the head, while too much rain fell on her body. Suddenly, it seemed that it was no longer raining. The man raised his pale face, In the blur, I saw a woman's delicate face covered with rain.

Xiang Qinglan's hand holding the document suddenly covered her lips, a bean-sized tear fell like this, under the hazy yellow street lamp, the man's face was bloodless, and his lips were already dry His cracked, thin face, his protruding cheekbones, and his extremely empty eyes were all contained in too many things.It is suffering, pain, fear, and confusion.

She reached out and put her hand on the man's forehead. Sure enough, he had a fever. If he hadn't been taken care of, if he had stayed here overnight, then he would definitely not be able to survive.

Biting her lips, she stretched out her hand to support the man, she couldn't leave him, because she saw her own shadow in her eyes, he was so confused and bewildered, like a child who lost everything.

They all lost everything, already lost more than that, why, even their lives were lost, she didn't want him to die.Know how icy such rain can be.

The man just looked at her blankly, but he stood up instinctively and got close to the hot edge. It was warm and soft, and it would be very comfortable to lean on.He was cold, really cold.

Xiang Qinglan put the man's hand on her shoulder, only to realize that this man is really tall, about 1.8 meters, but not heavy, her eyes are unbearable, so thin he must be I haven't eaten well for a long time.

Whether he was a beggar, a fool, or a vagrant, she no longer wanted to think about it.

It was still raining, a car drove past quickly, under the orange street lights, a woman holding an umbrella was holding the man on the shoulder with some difficulty, walking forward step by step.They couldn't see their faces, but it could be seen from their movements that both of their bodies were soaked through.

Xiang Qinggang supported the man with one hand, and looked for the keys in the bag with the other. The rain outside the door was still falling, and he could even hear the sound of rain hitting the ground, with a bang, like a shattered heartstring, and then One drop, a gust of wind blew over, and Xiang Qinggang shuddered suddenly, only to realize that her clothes were tightly attached to her body, and she was already soaked, she couldn't help but looked worriedly at the man next to her , His whole body was already drenched by the rain.

She didn't know why she picked up this man. She was not the Virgin, and she didn't have that great kindness, but this man really made it impossible for her to leave him alone. A human life, regardless of high or low, is such a precious life. It was gone after one glance, she lowered her head, and continued to look for the key, but a drop of transparent water fell on the back of her hand. What is life, how fragile it is, like a wave in the sea, sometimes, just one glance, maybe it will be gone again. She didn't see it anymore, thinking of this, she blinked her eyes vigorously, the water drops from her hair just fell on her eyes, and then slowly fell down the corners of her eyes.

Pursing the corners of her lips, she tasted something salty.

It turned out that the rain has also changed its taste. .

Opening the door, she walked in with the help of the man beside her. Compared with the outside, it is really warm here. Although the place where she lives is not big, there is not much furniture, and it is very simple, but, it is always A place where you can shelter from the wind and rain.

Putting down the documents in her arms, she helped the man to sit on it. This was the only chair he had here. She squatted down, and the man's eyes narrowed slightly. His face, which had been whitened by the rain, could not be seen at all. color.

Xiang Qinggang stretched out his hand and patted the man's cheek lightly. The man opened his eyes in a daze, and Xiang Qinglan's worried little face was reflected in his dizzy pupils. the embarrassment.

Xiang Qinggang opened her lips, but found that she was still unable to make a sound. She laughed at herself, she had become dumb and could no longer speak.She helped the man stand up and took him to the bathroom, but in the end, she stood there, not knowing what to do. The other party was a man, and an unconscious man with a high fever. It's just that he can't change the clothes on his body.

Gritting her teeth, she stood in front of the man and stretched out her hand to untie his clothes. He was only wearing a white shirt, but the collar and cuffs were very clean, not like a beggar.

As the buttons of his clothes were unbuttoned, his body was exposed to the coldness of the rain. His forehead was very hot, but his body was very cold.

"Cold..." The man shrank his body, the inexplicable cold made him moan intermittently.