Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

The heavy rain kept falling on him, and Lu Jue was soaked.

The tall young man shrank in the corner, like a puppy abandoned in the corner, down and out, and pitiful.

Ning Zhi stepped forward, and the rain penetrated her and fell on Lu Jue. Thinking of what the servant said just now, her chest was full of sourness.

Lu Jue was sick, it was not his fault.

The death of my grandmother was full of regrets, regrets, and could not be judged with normal thoughts.

No one wants to see such a thing happen.

And Lu Jue was now squatting in the corner, drenched in heavy rain, punishing himself like a self-abuse.

Ning Zhi's throat was astringent, she squatted down and put her hand on the back of Lu Jue's.

"Lu Jue." She felt cold.

"It's too rainy here, can I accompany you into the house?"

The red-clothed boy raised his head, and the rain rolled down his face. The rain fell on his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and even the long eyelashes. He looked at her quietly.

His face was pale, and even his lips lost his blood. Ning knew when Lu Jue ran back, how long he stayed here alone, and how long he was in the rain.

His dark eyes were soaked in rain, and they were all water, staring at her blankly.

Ning Zhi's heart seemed to be screwed hard by a clamp, stinging intolerably.

"It's not your fault." Ning Zhi felt that Lu Jue must have heard something bad, even if he didn't want to hear it, there was always one or two words in his ears.

He is not a fool, he also has feelings, but his condition prevents him from receiving the communication and feelings from others, and isolates him in another world.

"You will get sick if you continue to get in the rain, I will take you back." Ning Zhi squeezed his hand, his fingers were all ice.

Lu Jue lowered his head, unwilling to move.

He is tall and a boy, and he would rather know that he has no strength. If he is really unwilling, he would rather know that he can't move him.

"Do you want to get in the rain here?"

Lu never said nothing.

Ning Zhi walked to his side and squatted down, "Okay, then I will accompany you."

The rain passed through Ning Zhi's body and fell on Lu Jue's body. Ning Zhi directly consumed five little suns in exchange for five minutes to show up.

The big raindrops slapped on Ning Zhi's body. She was wearing a white short shirt and trousers. Within a few tens of seconds before and after, she was completely wet.

The rain at night was extremely cold, and Ningzhi shuddered. She was next to Lu Jue, "As long as you want to squat, I will squat with you for as long as you feel comfortable, and we will enter the house."

Lu Jue lowered his head and remained silent, letting the rain fall, he didn't care.

In the dark corner, there was only the sound of rain falling around, which was icy and cold.

It was the first time that Ning Zhi was exposed to the rain like this, and it felt uncomfortable at all. She was so cold that her face turned pale, and she couldn't help it, she leaned to Lu Jue's ear, "Xiao Juejue, are you cold? I'm so cold."

Lu Jue tightened his lips.

Ning Zhi’s eyes were soaked by the rain that she could hardly open her eyes, and her soft voice seemed to be moisturized, “If you keep getting drenched like this, I won’t get sick, right.”

Lu Jue raised his head, he moved his lips, and stretched out his hand to push Ningzhi, "Go back to you, go back to you."

Ning Zhi was cold at first, she didn't have much strength on her body, and she was squatting unsteadily. She was pushed a bit by Lu Jue, and she fell to the side and sat directly on the ground.

Ning Zhi:...

Lu Jue stood up quickly in fright, looked at her in a panic, and wanted to reach out and pull her up.

Ning Zhi stood up with the strength of his hand, "You pushed me so hard."

Lu Jue lowered his eyes, his lips moved, and he squeezed out from his throat, "I'm sorry."

"I'm so cold, you accompany me into the house." Ning Zhi trembles deliberately next to him, indicating that she is really cold.

Lu Jue's dark eyes were anxious, "Go back to you."

Ning Zhi took his hand, "You accompany me back."

After a while, Lu Jue lowered his eyes, and he responded in a low voice, "Yeah."

Ning Zhi's face showed joy, and she led Lu Jue to leave the rockery.

The heavy rain fell on his face, making life hurt. In the dark rainy night, I would rather hold Lu Jue's hand tightly.

Just before entering the house, five minutes of showing up time passed, and the rain on Ningzhi's body all disappeared, and the body that was trembling with cold just now warmed up.

Ning Zhi's body was restored to its original appearance, and his whole body was dry, without a drop of water.

Sure enough, as the Overlord said, even if she is injured, as long as she is not dead, everything can be restored to its original state.

In the room.

The servant went upstairs with the hot meal. She knocked on the door of the room, then opened the door and walked in.

The servant found that Lu Jue was not in the room. She hurriedly searched around, but found nothing.

"Little Master."

"Little Master."

Unable to find Lu Jue's figure, the servant went downstairs in a panic, speaking out of tune, "Well...wow, Master is gone."

Another servant wondered: "Isn't the young master in the room?"

Usually there is no need, the second young master will stay in the room, or stay in the study room, "Have you looked for it in the study room?"

"I've searched it all, and I didn't see anyone."

"Where's the closet?"

"I forgot." The servant hurried upstairs to look at the closet, Lu Jue was not there.

"When did the young master run out? What should I do? Call his wife quickly."

The servant looked flustered and hurriedly called the wife. However, she found that no one answered the wife's call.

"Call the butler." Another servant said anxiously.

If they really lose sight of their young master, the consequences will not be the two of them can bear.

This time, the butler’s phone was connected, and the servant was trying to tell the butler what he had missed. At this moment, a tall and thin young man in red and wet came in from the outside with his head bowed.

The servant was shocked, and then joyous.

"What's the matter?" the butler asked on the other side of the phone.

"It's okay, it's okay." The servant hung up, and the two hurried to Lu Jue.

"Master, when did you run out? Why did you come back in the rain? We have been looking for you for a long time."

"Master, let me fetch water and give you a bath. Dinner is ready and placed in your room."

Lu Jue took Ning Zhi's hand and went upstairs without saying a word.

"What to do, I don't know how long the young master has been running out, how long will he get sick after being in the rain?" The servant looked worried.

"I'll go to the kitchen and cook some **** soup."

"Master doesn't like to drink this."

"It should be okay. The young master has morning jogs every day. Young and strong, there should be no problem."

"We hurriedly guard here, we must not let the young master run out."

in the room.

Lu Jue's whole body was drenched, and his short black hair was wet against his forehead. His complexion was pale, his thin lips lost blood, and he was embarrassed and pitiful.

"Go take a shower and take off your wet clothes." Ning Zhi was worried that he would catch a cold. She still remembered Lu Mu's saying that after Lu Jue was ill for many days after being drenched in the rain, his whole body was thin and out of shape.

Lu Jue's drooping eyes trembled, and he took off his red sweater directly.

The boy's body was not as thin as before, his chest became broad and muscular.

Ning Zhi glanced, moved his eyes away, and couldn't help but glanced again. The young man's waist was thin, as if he had infinite explosive power.

Ning Zhi hadn't regained his senses, and saw Lu Jue taking off his pants directly in front of her.

Ning Zhi:...

She saw the red inner inner in him, which was absolutely extraordinary, at least not in bright colors.

"You can't take it off anymore, go inside and take it off again." Ning Zhi saw Lu Jue still wanting to continue, so she quickly stopped his next movement.

Lu Jue looked at her blankly.

Ning Zhi glanced inadvertently, she blushed, and hurriedly pushed Lu Jue into the bathroom.

The rain outside the window was still falling. Ning Zhi was sitting by the bed. She was wondering what the overlord said that the time was wrong before she walked through.

She thought she had a chance to wear it before Lu Jue's grandmother became ill, no matter whether she could save the person or not, at least she had a chance.

But now, after she wears it until her grandmother is sick, she has no chance of saving it.

Ning Zhi looked at the pitch black outside the window, her eyes darkened.

Soon, Lu Jue came out of the shower. He was wearing a red pajamas with dog heads printed on it, and walked out with wet hair.

His pale face has recovered, but his eyes are dim.

"Dry your hair before going to sleep."

Lu Jue did not answer, but obediently took the towel and wiped it indiscriminately, his short black hair being wiped messy.

He wiped it a few times at random, and threw away the towel impatiently.

Then he walked to the bed, sat down beside Ning Zhi, lowered his eyes, and sat quietly, with a sense of silence and sadness.

He knew it, grandma is gone.

Because he made a mistake, grandma will never be away.

Ning Zhi reached out to touch his head and helped him smooth his messy short hair. She spent five little suns in exchange for five minutes to show up.

Ning Zhi took the towel left by Lu Jue, she turned sideways and continued to wipe his hair, "I know you are not sincere about your grandma's matter."

Lu Jue's head lowered, and his thin lips pressed tightly, like a little milk dog who had made a mistake and was at a loss, desperately in need of his master's comfort.

"It's not your fault. No one would have expected that grandma would suddenly become ill." Ning Zhi comforted him.

The boy's short hair is thin and soft, and it feels good.

Lu Jue remained silent, the light in his eyes dimmed.

At night, Ning Zhi slept next to Lu Jue, with his head on the back of her neck. In confusion, she heard the low choking sound of the young man behind her, like a wounded little milk beast whispering, licking and hurting alone. .

Ning Zhi's consciousness gradually returned to the basket, and only felt that his back was hot.

She felt something was wrong.

Ning Zhi turned around, and under the warm yellow light, she saw Lu Jue's eyes closed, his face flushed, and a low, uncomfortable muffled sound squeezed from his throat.

She stretched out her hand, her tentacles were very hot, "Lu Jue, you have a fever."

As in the past, Lu Jue was sick.

Ning Zhi quickly got up. She consumed a little sun in exchange for a minute to show up. She quickly took out Lu Jue's cell phone and called Doctor Jin.

It was early in the morning, and Dr. Jin was already asleep. When he received the call, he was still a little confused, listening to the unfamiliar and sweet voice in his ear, until the other party reported that Lu Jue was sick, and he was completely awake.

"I will pass now." Doctor Jin replied, and the other party hung up the phone the next second.

After Ning Zhi notified Doctor Jin, she ran to the bathroom to find a clean towel, wrung it out, and folded it on Lu Jue's forehead.

She heard from Mother Lu before that because no one noticed that Lu Jue had a fever that almost burned his brain.

Feeling the coldness on his forehead, a little comfortable, Lu Jue opened his eyes blankly.

In front of him was his favorite Weird sister, Lu Jue pressed his lips tightly, and took Ningzhi's hand, his whimpering voice became more pronounced.

There were tears in the corner of the boy's eyes, and Ning Zhi knew that Lu Zuijing's grandma's death was very concerned, very concerned.

He is not without feelings, but accepting feelings is slower and slower.

Doctor Jin suddenly appeared at Lu's house, and the servant was shocked, "Doctor Jin, why are you here so late?"

The servant told him, "The husband and wife have something to do, but they haven't come back. Are you the one that has something to do with them?"

Doctor Jin: "It's not that Lu Jue is ill. Did you call me to tell me to come?"

The servant was shocked: "Young Master Lu Jue is sick?" She shook her head quickly, "We didn't call you, the Young Master informed you?"

Doctor Jin was a little puzzled, "The caller is a female voice, no matter what, I'll go see Master Lu Jue first."

With that, he walked upstairs.

The servant looked horrified and quickly followed upstairs.

Doctor Jin came to the door. He knocked on the door a few times before pushing in. Lu Jue flushed, lying on his side on the bed.

Ning Zhi saw Doctor Jin coming, so she quickly got up and stepped aside, "Lu Jue, the doctor is here."

Doctor Jin came and said, "Master Lu Jue, how do you feel?" He reached out to explore Lu Jue's forehead, and he was quickly evaded by Lu Jue.

"Doctor Jin, is the young master really sick?" the servant asked quickly.

"Well, I have a fever."

"It must be because of the rain tonight."

Doctor Jin nodded, "I prescribe some medicine, and I must let Young Master Lu Jue take it, and try to make him drink as much water as possible."

The servants responded one by one, "Ms. and Mrs. don't expect to be back tonight, Doctor Jin, or you should stay in the guest room and sleep for one night." The servant was worried that Lu Jue would burn again in the middle of the night.

Doctor Jin had heard a little about the sudden death of Mrs. Lu's mother, thinking of Lu Jue's situation, he stayed.

Until Dr. Jin and the servant left, Ning Zhi consumed another Little Sun and quickly took the medicine to Lu Jue.

She was fortunate that she was here and was able to stand beside Lu Jue. She could hardly imagine that Lu Jue was so burned that she almost passed out before being discovered.

Lu Jue slept in a daze, his consciousness was unconscious, he felt the hand touching his face cold, he took the initiative to paste it.

He opened his eyes and looked at Ning Zhi in front of him, his muffled voice was sad and aggrieved, "Wrong me, wrong me."

He was wrong, grandma is gone.

Under the light, the young man choked low, Ning Zhi's heart seemed to be picked up, she stroked his face, "It's not your fault, it's an emergency."

During the long night, Ning Zhi watched the young man curled up beside her, like a knocked down little milk beast, yelling at his pain.

The sky is bright.

When Ning Zhi woke up, there was no Lu Jue beside him.

She quickly got up.

When Ning Zhi walked downstairs, he saw Lu Jue standing at the top of the stairs. Not far away were Father Lu and Mother Lu.

The two of them seemed to have not rested all night, and looked haggard. They came back to change their clothes, rinse, and attend the funeral later.

Lu Jue lowered his head and stood there quietly, because he was still sick, his face was pale and his lips were strangely red.

Mother Lu glanced at her son with red eyes, she looked away cruelly, and walked out.

Father Lu ordered the servant to take care of Lu Jue and chased his wife.

When Father Lu and Mother Lu left, the two servants next to him couldn't help whispering, "Ma'am, is this angry with the second young master?"

"Later, the old lady will go to the funeral. Doesn't the wife take the second young master to see the old man for the last time?"

"It shouldn't be the second young master to send it off. After all, the old lady missed the chance of treatment because he didn't ask for help."

"I don't know if my wife will hate the young master in the future."

"The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat. Haven't you seen that your wife's eyes are already crying and swollen?"

...

Ning Zhi walked to Lu Jue's side, she held his hand hanging on one side, her palm was hot, and his fever had not gone away.

"You want to see off grandma." Ning Zhi's tone was affirmative.

Lu Jue lowered his eyes and pressed the corners of his lips. Luo Ji's figure was a small beast abandoned by the group.

A hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat, low and deep, "I miss Grandma."

Ning Zhi nodded, "I know, I will take you to see her off."

If you don't go today, you will probably leave regrets in Lu Jue's heart.

Lu Jue raised his eyes to look at her.

Ning Zhi bent his eyes, "I said, I am Angel Sister, and I will meet all your requirements."

If possible, she would rather let his grandmother be saved.

Lu Jue lowered his head again, his muffled voice was stubborn, "Blame sister."