Chapter 2922 Love (52)

Wen Ruyue and Lin Xiaosheng were left behind.

One was crying in front of the hospital bed, and the other was silently dealing with the follow-up matters.

until late at night.

Four o'clock in the morning, nearly five o'clock.

It was dark, utterly dark.

The heavy snow stopped, but the wind was still strong.

It is so big that it can almost blow a thick tree down its middle.

When she came out of the huge and dark funeral parlor, the cold wind blew, and Wen Ruyue was not as good as she was, and she was almost blown down.

It was Lin Xiaosheng who supported her, held her arm, and told her to stand still.

Wen Ruyue, whose eyes were crying into walnuts, looked at him with red eyes.

"elder brother"

The howling wind dried up the remaining tears on her face and condensed them into biting ice.

The cold was so severe that she couldn't open her red and swollen eyes for a while.

She sucked her nose, her face was turned pale by the wind, and her lips trembled slightly.

Want to say something.

I saw Lin Xiaosheng let go of her, and withdrew his hand.

The down jacket in his hand was handed to her, with a calm tone, "It's cold, put it on."

"..." Wen Ruyue, who was wearing thin clothes, sniffed her snot and looked at him.

"Brother, you are also cold..."

He brought a down jacket and gave it to her, and he only had a sweater...

Lin Xiaosheng put the clothes in her arms, "I'm fine, I'm not cold."

The road outside the funeral home was covered with snow. At this moment, the street lights were on, and the surroundings were quiet.

Only the whistling sound of wind and snow came, and the chill rushed into the nasal cavity, deeply, into the body.

Cold hands and feet, trembling uncontrollably.

Wen Ruyue's eyes were red, hugging his down jacket, not speaking.

Definitely looking at him.

Under the street lamp, his figure was tall and tall, with a profile as warm and white as jade.

It's very good-looking, as cool and clean as a gentleman.

The hair is a little broken, the eyebrows and eyes are neither thick nor light, just right and clear.

The eyes are black and deep, and the lips are slightly red.

Compared with the past, it seems that something has changed and nothing has changed.

The contours of the facial features have not changed, but inexplicably...better.

It is easy for people to see that God is good-looking.

He is wearing an off-white turtleneck sweater and black slacks. The shape of the clothes is very good, which complements his figure very beautifully.

Thin but not sticky, straight and tall.

Between the brows and eyes, there is a little more indescribable calmness and calmness.

Calmly without panic.

He held his mobile phone and looked at the road.

The taxi he called would arrive in a while, he looked at it and looked away.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Wen Ruyue looking at him blankly.

"..." He slowly put down the phone, his voice was cool, "What?"

Wen Ruyue came back to her senses, a trace of panic flashed across her face, "Ah...no...it's okay."

She lowered her head.

His face, which was blown white by the cold wind, was a little red.

Holding the down jacket that carried his breath, she took a peek at him.

Then, for some unknown reason, he lowered his head and sniffed secretly.

It smells good.

With a warm breath, it is smelled unconsciously.

Taste it and become addicted.

Just a little temptation like this can make people greedy and want more...

She secretly looked at him again.

My heart was beating like thunder, and there was a faint light hidden in my eyes.

The light that was originally extinguished, but now rekindled.

At this moment, the night is very dark and the wind is very cold.

But she hugged his down jacket as if she couldn't feel the cold anymore.

Hiding unknown little thoughts in his heart, he carefully put on his down jacket.

Wrapped in a warm breath, as if he was hugging her, hugging her tightly.

(end of this chapter)