Tang Qing helps her forehead a little helplessly. She doesn't know how to drive them down when she doesn't speak the language. She's really afraid that the wind hasn't come, and the house has been crushed by these bear children

Gradually, Tang Qing felt that there was a lot of darkness in the room. She looked out doubtfully and found that it was still bright outside. When she looked up, she saw that the leaky roof in the day was covered by something. She moved a little, took the crutch, stood up, and walked out on crutches.

There was a string of small turnip heads hanging on the roof, and every hand had her bracelet. They were filling the gap in her roof with some dried seaweed.

Seeing her come out, all the faces showed a big smile.

Tang Qingxin is a little shocked, shocked, but also a little moved.

After a while, the string of little turnip heads slid down from the roof and ran away with their friends under the call of their parents. She looked at the seaweed that the local people used to dry to weave bed sheets and fill the roof. She also realized that it was probably the local residents who asked their children to come to help them when they knew it was going to rain.

She has a kind of inexplicable mood in her heart. Maybe she has suffered too many difficulties in her life. At the moment, she feels a little bit of kindness, and even she feels very hot.

A light rain began to drift in the sky.

Afraid of catching cold, Tang Qing hurried back to the house and closed the door.

The rain soon became heavy, Tang Qing took off his shoes and shrank to the bed.

She hugged her legs and leaned against the wall, listening to the rain outside.

The house is ticking, which place is not covered tightly, or there is rain flowing down.

The scene of this kind of miserable wind and rain can really make people feel uncomfortable.

Tang Qing closed his eyes and listened to the rain for a while. Then he opened his eyes and looked down at the man's face lying beside her in the dark.

Even in the dark, the figure of this person also shows a kind of different from ordinary people's noble and elegant.

But now, this is born with precious by the disease grinding, so that his appearance looks a little more haggard.

She looked down at him for a long time, then slowly stretched out her hand and gently stroked his nose, forehead, corner of his eyes

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, before her eyes came out that fire like hell, like a flame to dump heaven and earth, which instantly burned all the people in the world

I don't know how many people were on that ship that day.

And how many survived.

Anyway, now, only she and Xiao Fengting are left.

Gong Heng doesn't know where he went. Most likely, he is dead.

No one like her survived under the double protection of two people.

Tang Qing closed her eyes and gave a silent bitter smile. She did not feel a trace of happiness in her heart, only felt absurd.

She didn't quite understand.

But even if she didn't understand, no one would answer for her.

Gong Heng is probably dead, and the remaining Xiao Fengting

Xiao Fengting has become a vegetable.

She slowly exhaled a breath, slowly curled up in bed, body and mind cold.

With the sound of the rain, she curled up beside the unconscious man, absorbed the warmth from his body, and fell asleep.

*

when I woke up the next day, it was clear.