The night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with twinkling stars.

In the wilderness.

In the vast mountains and forests.

Inside a dilapidated temple that has been abandoned for a long time.

Darkness.

Only a few rays of pale moonlight fell from the doorway and the holes in the roof.

In the darkness behind the statue.

Two dark figures were vaguely visible.

One long and one short.

All were silent.

The air inside the view fell into silence.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and looked at the huddled black shadow on the back of the statue.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't reply to him and still huddled up.

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He thought for a moment, then turned around and walked around the temple, picking up some dry firewood.

After Zhao Rong returned to the statue, he began to pile firewood and make a fire.

slowly.

at some point.

An orange flame bloomed out of thin air, instantly grew in size and ignited blazingly.

In the broken view, somewhere the darkness is expelled by the light.

It's like having an extra orange room.

Warmth also follows.

Although it is summer at this time, being soaked by a heavy rain and being blown by the cool night breeze in the suburbs will still make people shiver.

Zhao Rong sat down next to the fire, exhaled lightly, stretched out his hands to warm up the flames, but he did not pay attention to his body that was getting warmer. Instead, he looked carefully at Su across from him through the beating tongue of flames.

Little.

She was soaked all over, holding her knees and burying her head. The cold water droplets fell from her wet black hair and gathered into the large puddle of rain on the ground beside her.

Su Xiaoxiao's body was trembling slightly, and occasionally she would twitch unnaturally, but no sound was heard.

Everything happens silently.

If she was still hidden in the darkness, no one would be able to realize that she was actually a living person.

Zhao Rong's pupils narrowed slightly.

There seemed to be a heartstring that really vibrated.

The softest place in my heart was touched by a stupid girl.

If he didn't come to her, what other stupid things would this stupid girl do?

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

I dare not think about that answer.

But then, he felt angry for no reason.

Why is this stupid girl so stupid? She is so stupid...

Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and stared at this doormat who wanted to hide herself in a small world.

He suddenly stood up and walked to Su Xiaoxiao.

Not caring about the rain on the ground, he sat down directly and faced her face to face.

Su Xiaoxiao's body trembled violently. She still lowered her head and buried her face, but moved her body awkwardly back, dragging a trail of water on the ground like a poor little worm.

It's like running away from something terrible.

"do not move."

Zhao Rong said seriously.

Su Xiaoxiao's body froze, but as if she had reacted to something, her delicate body moved stubbornly again, but it was just a show, and in the end she did not dare to move back.

Zhao Rong stood up, walked a few steps forward, came to sit in front of her again.

The distance between the two is less than half a step.

"look up."

Su Xiaoxiao remained motionless.

"Tell you to look up!"

Zhao Rong's tone worsened.

But Su Xiaoxiao still didn't look up.

Zhao Rong frowned and reached out to touch her, but as soon as he touched her knee, his hand was pushed away violently.

"Do not touch me!"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head, his voice was slightly hoarse and no longer soft and gentle as before.

Zhao Rong's hand was brushed away, and before he could react quickly, he listened to her cold words.

Take another closer look.

I discovered that the beautiful face that used to be so beautiful was no longer what it used to be.

The eyes were red and swollen, the face was pale, a few strands of black hair fell messily, and the pink lips were bitten, as if they were smeared with rouge, and they were so red.

Zhao Rong's eyes trembled, and his heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao had a sense of withered beauty, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

This is what the book says, when the beauty cries, the pear blossoms bring rain in spring, why are the jade faces tearing up?

"Dont look at me!"

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly covered the lower half of his face with one hand, tilted his head, stared at the ground beside him, and gritted his silver teeth.

"You're not allowed to look, you're not allowed to look. Xiaoxiao only likes Xiaoxiao, and also likes Xiaoxiao. Come on, don't look, you can't look... Wuwu..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Just as she was talking, she burst into tears.

The voice was not pleasant, because my voice had become hoarse from crying, and I didn’t have many tears, because my eyes were swollen from crying, but my desire to cry did not diminish at all.

She lowered her head and covered her mouth tightly, as if she wanted to squeeze out the last drop of tears in her life.

But.

A soft voice came.

"I can see."

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.

Her delicate body was still twitching subconsciously, but she had forgotten to cry.

She opened her eyes wide and looked back suddenly.

The man looked at her softly.

"Really?"

Su Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes, which were red from crying, were filled with incredible color.

Zhao Rong did not respond, but tilted his head slightly, suddenly reached out and reached forward.

Su Xiaoxiao watched with dull eyes as the hands stretched towards her face, without stopping them.

Her eyelashes trembled, her black and white eyes were filled with him, but she still couldn't believe it, she just felt like she was in a dream.

But the next second.

The big hand covered one side of her face.

Su Xiaoxiao's delicate body trembled.

This is not a dream.

Because...it's so warm...

Zhao Rong carefully looked at the pretty face close at hand.

At this moment, it is completely controlled by him in one hand.
To be continued...