Just like a person in my heart, that person is afraid of thunder, he must be in such a thunderous weather, accompanied by her side.

But who is that man? Why can't he remember!

Seeing that Huo Baiyuan's appearance was not right, Luo Changchuan stroked his shoulder and asked, "Baiyuan, are you ok?"

Huo Baiyuan covered his head, squatted down a little bit, and curled up his body tightly like a child without panic.

"My head..."

Luo Changchuan asked in a hurry: "does the head hurt again?"

Since Huo Baiyuan came back half a year after his disappearance, he has been suffering from headache from time to time. He went to the hospital for examination. He only said that his head had been hit and he had recovered, and there was no way to treat it.

In the dark room, lightning, like a sharp sword, came in from the window. With the roaring thunder, people's ears were numb, and the wind was whistling.

A figure on the bed trembled violently.

Song Lishu clenched the quilt corner with his hand and buried his head in the quilt tightly. Every thunder seemed to split into her body.

There was a crash of rain outside the window, but the thunder didn't stop.

In a dark room where lightning strikes, song Lishu's body rolls down from the bed. She almost climbs to the front of the wardrobe, opens the door, and shakes out a man's shirt.

Holding the shirt, she climbed back to the bed, curled up and hid herself in the quilt. She held the shirt tightly in her arms until she smelled the faint breath of Huo Baiyuan.

Song Lishu closed his eyes and heard the storm. It was dark, as if he had returned to the hut. Huo Baiyuan held her firmly in his arms and said to her gently, "don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll protect you."

Every lightning and thunder weather, I will accompany you.

Late at night, the storm finally stopped.

Huo Baiyuan was lying on the sofa with one hand on his eyebrows. His face turned pale and his chest heaved with heavy breathing.

Song Lishu laid the clothes on the bed and folded them neatly. When they lived in a small room before, she did the same for Huo Baiyuan.

After the clothes were folded, they were put into the wardrobe by song Lishu.

It's sunny in the morning. In the afternoon, it becomes overcast and cloudy. Before the summer rainstorm, it always feels very hot and dry.

Huo Baiyuan finished a meeting, walked out of Huo's door and got on the bus. He leaned back and pinched his tired eyebrows.

The car didn't drive in the direction of the Huo family. Ten minutes later, it stopped in front of a small western style building.

Huo Baiyuan got out of the car and rang the doorbell. Soon, the door was opened and a handsome man appeared.

Luo Changchuan said with a smile to Huo Baiyuan, "why did you come here suddenly?"

Huo Baiyuan raised the document in his hand: "it's about the project."

Luo Changchuan immediately welcomed Huo Baiyuan into the house.

Huo Baiyuan sat down on the sofa. Luo Changchuan made him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "I read your column in the magazine. You can really pretend!"

He refers to a few questions about song Lishu in the interview, which Huo Baiyuan answered very well and did the play well.

Huo Baiyuan threw a cold eye at Luo Changchuan and didn't say anything.

Huo Baiyuan raised the document in his hand: "it's about the project."

Luo Changchuan immediately welcomed Huo Baiyuan into the house.

Huo Baiyuan sat down on the sofa. Luo Changchuan made him a cup of tea and said with a smile, "I read your column in the magazine. You can really pretend!"