Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 19, Love me again, 17

The system thought for a moment, "You can try it. The worst is that you both are clinging together and crying and saying that you are also afraid of thunder."

That picture can't bear to look straight.

Bai Weiwei immediately gave up this plan, and her heart was turned and her face was still pure and innocent.

"Brother?" Bai Weiwei stooped and looked at Han Zhengyu stupidly. "Brother, what happened to you?"

Han Zhengyu seems to have not seen her at all, but has shrunk even more inside. He bit his teeth and his muscles are tight to the point of pain.

Thunderstorm days, thunderstorms like nightmares.

As long as it is a thunderstorm in the night, let him always return to the age of ten, the nightmare.

That year, he drove with his father and went out because of the storm.

Because of their remoteness, no one found them at all.

In order to protect him, his father held him tightly in his arms, and the weight of the car was on his father's body.

The blood flowed from his father's body to his body.

Han Zhengyu believes that human blood is cold, because when he is in the blood, the whole person is as cold as freezing.

When the next day was discovered, his father pressed on him and did not know how long he had died.

At that time, once it was a thunderstorm that met the night, he was like a nightmare.

Bai Weiwei called him a few times and found that Han Zhengyu was trapped in self-awareness and simply ignored people. She thought about it and suddenly reached out and touched his face.

Han Zhengyu suddenly trembled and seemed to have suffered a terrible attack. He reached out and opened her hand.

Bai Weiwei whispered, "pain, brother." Then he did not hesitate to throw the crutches in his hand, and the whole person stood unsteadily in the arms of Han Zhengyu.

Han Zhengyu was pressed into her clothes and her face was extremely pale.

Another thunder sounded, Bai Weiwei's hand was already placed on Han Zhengyu's ear, and it was tightly held.

"Brother is not afraid." Bai Weiwei looked at him seriously and said, "This brother is not afraid."

Han Zhengyu stunned, and there was still a thunderous sound outside the window, and the rain continued.

He could still hear the thunder, but all his attention was on the soft and warm hands of Bai Weiwei, her hand on his ear, so she kept holding it firmly.

It’s like squatting like this. He can’t hear the thunder and he won’t be afraid to tremble.

Obviously, I can still hear the thunder, and I can feel the despair in the dark and heavy rain, but I don’t feel scared.

Don't feel cold.

Because Bai Weiwei is warmer and softer, it shrinks in his arms, and there is no **** cold feeling at all.

What it feels like, thorny, and numbly picked up from the heart.

Almost made his nose sour.

Bai Weiwei looked at him incomparably. "This is not afraid, so my brother can't hear it."

Han Zhengyu blinked and gave back the moistness in his eyes. It was obviously the woman she hated most, but it brought him the only warmth at the moment.

Bai Weiwei counted it all, but she knew how vulnerable Han Zhengyu was at the moment, so she didn't dare to relax at all.

The lightning sound gradually weakened, and Han Zhengyu finally said: "Enough, I don't need it."

Bai Weiwei did not hear the same. She simply kept the action of holding his ears. Han Zhengyu’s emotions were rolling, and eventually he was afraid of something. He reached out and grabbed her hands and let her end her ears. action.

(End of this chapter)