The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

For several days in a row, it was cloudy and rainy, and thunder wailed in the dark and thick clouds.

Lightning tore the sky, splitting a long gash.

Fu Shiyu couldn't fall asleep anymore. At night, wrapped in pajamas, he sat alone on the empty sofa, nestling quietly.

He doesn't like thunderstorms very much.

Lei Yutian would think of the past, the time when his elder brother was bitten by wild wolves and only his clothes were left in tatters.

He would panic, every muffled thunder sounded like devils running out of hell, they stretched out their hands towards him.

Roaring incessantly in his ears.

Fu Shiyu huddled and leaned back on the sofa, his clothes were wet, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Maybe it was because the thunder was too loud, Nan Zhixin was also frightened by the noise and sat up.

Turn on the desk lamp, and the person beside him has disappeared.

After Nan Zhixin woke up, she found that Shi Yu had disappeared.She mistakenly thought that the other party went to the bathroom, and got up sullenly.

Picking up the slippers, wrapping her silk pajamas over her body, she walked out of the bedroom door.

There is no one in the restroom.

He probably went downstairs.

Clapping the railing with both hands, she saw a faint light come into her sight.

Holding on to the railing, he walked slowly down the stairs.

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky again, suddenly lighting up the wooden stairs in the house.

Nan Zhixin arrived in the living room, tilted her head and looked towards the kitchen.

She saw her beloved squatting under the refrigerator tremblingly, holding a bottle of beer in his hand, pouring it into his mouth with an indifferent expression.

A faint light streamed from the open refrigerator, and Fu Shiyu could barely be seen crouching in the corner.

Nanzhi walked in anxiously, just touching the light switch in the kitchen with his finger.

The person squatting there suddenly said, "Don't drive."

His voice was cold, like a handful of snow in a world of ice and snow, the tone of breath turning into ice.

Her slender fingers were forced to retract, she moved lightly, and followed Shi Yu's breathing to come to her.

"Shiyu?" She went to shake Fu Shiyu's hand, and touched the beer in his hand and the wet shirt.

After contemplating for a long time, the man who had been tormented by nightmares finally heard a beam of light that made him feel at ease, so that he would not be trapped in the darkness and could not extricate himself.

Nan Zhixin is his ray of light.

bang.

The finished can fell to his feet, and the person in front of him suddenly reached out and hugged Nan Zhixin.

His chin rested on Nan Zhixin's shoulder, and the cold touch of the silk jacket against his chin relieved his nervous and trembling heart for a moment.

Nan Zhixin tried to touch Fu Shiyu's face with his hands, and the hair that was wet from the top of his head brushed against his fingertips.

There must be something important that made him so uneasy.

What is it that makes Shi Yu hesitate to this point?

Wanting to understand the reason, Nan Zhixin gently patted Fu Shiyu's back: "Shiyu, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Shiyu's voice was deep, and he said, "My brother died in such weather."

elder brother?

Nan Zhixin never knew that Fu Shiyu had an older brother, and she didn't remember such things.

Because she rarely remembers those things.

Especially when she was a child, she didn't remember anything.The last time Fu Shiyu was frustrated because she couldn't remember anything.

Fu Shiyu lay in her arms and smelled some fragrances similar to violets and jasmines, and his painful heart gradually calmed down.

Even now, he still can't forget that when he was young, his brother was attacked and killed by wolves.

"Shiyu, let's turn on the light and talk slowly, okay?" Nan Zhixin was squatting, and her feet were sore after a long time, "I can't seem to squat anymore."

Fu Shiyu rubbed against her ear and said hello.

Nan Zhixin let go of his hand, but found that his fingers were pulled tightly.

She said softly, "Shi Yu, let me go, I'll turn on the light."

"Oh." The squatting person clearly agreed, but he refused to let go.

Nan Zhixin had no choice but to stretch out both hands to help him up, and then turned on the kitchen light.

Boom, it was bright in the kitchen, and Fu Shiyu in front of him focused his eyes on a tiny dot, which flashed faintly.

"Zhixin?" He put his hands on Nan Zhixin's shoulders, acting coquettishly like a child, "I have a headache."

He had a headache, fell asleep, had nightmares, didn't sleep and had a headache, and there was nothing he could do.

Now with Nan Zhixin by his side, he dared to disclose his illness openly.

But there are still some hidden worries, as if something will be discovered in a trance.

"Shiyu, I'm here. Let's go chat on the sofa." She held Fu Shiyu's cold hand, and the warmth was clustered in his palm.

Nan Zhixin took Fu Shiyu to the sofa, covered him with a thin blanket, and gave him his knees.

She yawned, and gently pressed her fingers on the other's temple: "If you have a headache, I will press it for you."

Bang, another muffled thunder, when it was obvious that the face of the lying person changed drastically, she tightly covered the other's ears with her hands, and her red lips fell on Fu Shiyu's forehead.

He nodded slightly, then smiled.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

For Nan Zhixin, who likes to go out, he was not very happy about the wind and rain these few days, the torrential rain and lightning.

Until early in the morning, she felt that her feet were sore, numb to the soles of her feet.

It was too uncomfortable, and Shi Yu didn't wake up when she was lying down. For some reason, she suddenly burst into tears without any hope.

Fu Shiyu, who was asleep, felt tears falling from his face, and raised his head in shock, "Qinxin, why are you crying?"

Nan Zhixin said aggrievedly, "Sir, can you get up?"

"Huh?" Fu Shiyu was curious, looked at Nan Zhixin who was crying, and reached out to wipe her tears, "What's the matter?"

Nan Zhixin explained hurriedly: "My feet are numb."

It has been several hours to maintain this movement, and my feet don't feel like me anymore.

It hurts when I move it, and I can't help it when I feel numb, so I couldn't help crying.

Fu Shiyu reached out his hand to rub it distressedly, but hugging that knee made him want to laugh again.

Looking over, he asked, "Qinxin, are you a fool?"

Nan Zhixin knew what he was talking about, but she felt wronged, "You have a headache, and you didn't rest well."

Fu Shiyu was touched by Nan Zhixin's words, got up, hugged Nan Zhixin, tilted his head and said like a silly child, "Little girl, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Nan Zhixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I can't move anymore, let's talk after a while."

Waiting for the intense numbness to dissipate, she remembered what Shi Yu said to herself yesterday, and asked proudly: "You told me last night that you still have a brother?"

"Yes." Fu Shiyu's expression darkened, "He's dead."

"Then you are not the father-in-law's biological son?" Nan Zhixin was full of confusion.

The other party knocked her on the head, with a smile on her thin lips, and with a piercing voice, said two words, "Too stupid!"