Only you can be my wife

Liang Qingqian knew that Lu Xiaoran was due to the weather and suffered from the summer heat. Meng Ziyu said that last night.

But now, when she looks at holding her wrist tightly, she still shivers. Shaking her body and yelling coldly, she closes her eyes and doesn't care about anything else. She sits down beside him and thinks about it. She says, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything for you. You Bear with it. "

At this time of the year, the clothes she was wearing were not much, and she could not find him something to keep out the cold. All she could do was sit here with him, hoping that the rain would stop quickly and light up in the morning.

The rain, still so big, the sound of rain is still so loud.

The wind in the mountain is blowing with gusts of cold.

Behind the wooden house, there are flickering candles. In the attic, there are wooden fish beating sound, one sound after another, but listen to Liang Qingqian, sad heart.

In his ear, Lu Xiaoran made a sound from time to time, "cold It's so cold... "

Just like when she overheard, Lu Xiaoran said to that forgetting worry. They all said that their family members were compassionate. Where is the compassion of forgetting worries?

At this time, her heart was too complicated, and she was still very sad and angry.

Is it cold?

It's really cold.

***

as soon as Lu Zhongxun opened the car door and just opened the umbrella, Luo Gang, who had just called him, trotted up and said, "Mr. Lu, you are here."

Looking at Luo Gang like a drowned rat, Lu Zhongxun was slightly stunned, "haven't you left yet?"

"Mr. Lu didn't come. I dare not go." Said, Luo Gang some apologetic said, "today's matter, is I do not do well."

Lu Zhongxun shook his head. "I don't blame you." There was no signal on the mountain and there was a sudden rainstorm, which he could not stop.

Luo Gang no longer said more polite words, only asked: "how do you do now?"

Lu Zhongxun glanced at the mountain road leading to the temple. He did not answer, but frowned.

Although he didn't say anything, Luo Gang roughly guessed, "Mr. Lu, it's completely dark now, and the road is just an ordinary mountain road. If you insist on going up, it's not appropriate."

"Well." Lu Zhongxun nodded.

Of course he knew it was wrong. It's not easy to go up just by looking at the water flowing down the mountain road. If you are not careful, you may fall off the cliff.

But he can't manage that much now. His wife is still on the mountain, and she doesn't know how to do it. Besides, there is the man

Lu Zhongxun asked Luo Gang, "did Lu Xiaoran meet my wife?"

"Yes." Luo Gang nodded, and then said in some embarrassment, "Mr. Lu, because you told me that I couldn't reveal my whereabouts, so I didn't stop at that time."

"Well, you did well. It's hard. Go back first. "

Luo Gang thought for a moment, "Mr. Lu, there is a fork in the mountain. If you want to go up I'll go with you. I'll take care of you. " He used to be a detective, and he was able to cope with all kinds of terrain. If he was with him, it would be much better.

"No need." Lu Zhongxun refused, "you go back, I'll find a way."

When he didn't come here, he didn't know that this was the situation.

But now, he also knows that even if he really climbed the mountain, it is not easy to get down. Moreover, because there was no signal, he could not locate Liang Qingqian's location. Unable to locate, he did not know whether she was still in the temple or on her way down the mountain.

It's ok if she's still in the temple, but if she insists on going down the mountain, in case she misses the fork road, it will be in trouble.

Lu Zhongxun frowned, only took out the phone and called Zheng Beiyi --

"Lao Zheng, you have a good relationship with Lao Si. You can help me ask him how many helicopters he borrowed."

***

the sound of the wooden fish in the attic stopped and the chanting of sutras stopped.

After a long time, there was no sound in the cabin. Liang Qingqian grinned bitterly and couldn't help but think in his heart with sarcasm: his son is ill, and he can still sleep peacefully.

At the same time, she looked at Lu Xiaoran, who had already been soaked with sweat in front of her by the light from the wooden house, and felt that he was too poor. When he was so young, his parents were all there, but they all left him and lived alone. I'm afraid it's been a long time, isn't it?

The door of the cabin opened with a squeak.

Liang Qingqian turned his head and saw that forgetting worry came out with a dark quilt in his hand.

He stopped at the door for a long time before he stepped towards them.

The candle was dim. He was dressed in a monk's clothes, holding a quilt in one hand and holding a string of Buddhist beads in the other. When walking, the footstep sound is very subtle, and the hem of the monk's clothes flutters gently.

He finally stood in front of them, eyelids drooping, eyes light looking at the ground a lying on the two people, has not spoken.

“……” Liang Qingqian didn't speak, but kept a close eye on his worries.Forget worry a sweep Liang Qingqian, and then the line of sight to Lu Xiaoran's body, the surface is still that clear light appearance.

Liang Qingqian saw that he was standing like that and waited for a long time, but he did not see his meaning of talking and giving them quilts.

She took a look at Lu Xiaoran. She was about to open her mouth, but suddenly she squatted down and covered Lu Xiaoran's body with the dark cloth quilt in her hand. Her movements were gentle.

Liang Qingqian suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief. Looking at the gentle and natural forgetting worry, he couldn't help thinking: forget about him Really don't care about Lu Xiaoran at all?

If he doesn't care, he can close the door like he did just now, and he won't take the quilt to Lu Xiaoran.

But, if you care about him, why did he have to be so cruel that he didn't even greet him and left the little Lu Xiaoran?

Or is that what Lu Xiaoran just said to him played a role?

Forget worry, no matter what kind of eyes Liang Qingqian looks at himself, he only does his own things. At this time, Lu Xiaoran is talking nonsense: "Dad Dad... "

That nonsense, is very light, light enough to let people ignore it slightly.

But even so, the hand that covers quilt, shudder suddenly.

He looked at the sleepy Lu Xiaoran, his lips trembled slightly, and the Buddha beads in his hand fell to the ground with a "pa", but he did not think of picking them up.

After a long time, forget worry as if to think of their own gaffe, the whole person seems to be burned like, quickly pull back the hand, grab the Buddha beads on the ground, stand up and want to run away.

"Master forget worry!" Liang Qingqian called out to his back.

Forget the worry and stop, but don't turn around

"You Don't you really care about him? "

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