V2.Chapter 119

"Is it raining?"

Wen zhixia said softly, as if to feel a damp face, she looked at the window curtain, but did not know where to float.

I still remember that rainy night when I was a freshman, the school organized to visit a senior student's painting exhibition. But because she was in a hurry, she forgot to bring her umbrella. Suddenly, the heavy rain blocked her destination. She had to stand at the door and wait for the rain to stop.

When she had nothing to do for a while, she couldn't catch up with her part-time job. When she was waiting for the rain to stop, she was suddenly dazed by the rain. She thought of a game. She gently followed the raindrops with her palm and ran around under the eaves of the door from time to time. It seemed that she was playing a certain game.

When she accidentally bumped into a person who went out of the back, her strong body hit her into the rain, fortunately, she was pulled by the man.

"Be careful."

But before she could see the face of the man, she was frozen by a voice like ice and did not dare to move.

"Give her the umbrella."

Another sound like spring wind suddenly sounded, her hands more than an umbrella, the man also lowered the hat on her head a few points, resulting in her reaction, only to see a vague figure of the back.

Memory always appears at a certain moment, like the forewarning of God.

"Eat, or you'll be hungry."

The cold voice suddenly rang out, let Wen zhixia's recollection come to an end. She slightly turned her head and looked at it easily.

"I don't eat."

The husky voice was full of determination, but it didn't last for half a minute. A burst of murmur came from Wen zhixia's stomach.

It made her face burn like a fire. Fortunately, under the effect of fever, her blush was not so obvious, but she still heard a burst of deep laughter.

"Don't laugh. What's funny about it?"

Like an irritated kitten, he stretched out his tender claws, but in front of the easy, he was like a begging kitten, without any danger. He put up his smile lines and looked at Wen zhixia's pretended strength.

"Oh, how can I have food? I'm hungry."

Wen zhixia, a wild grass growing savagely, will not stick her neck against others when it is time to bow her head. She knows that if she is hungry, she will be satisfied.

As for the contradiction between the previous and easy ones, it is a matter of principle. She does not want to aggrieve herself like this, which will not yield.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the warm food lost its temperature minute by second. Fortunately, it was sent to the stomach by the host who treated them attentively, which satisfied the appetite.

Easy did not speak, but went to the closet there to pick up clothes to the bathroom to change.

He didn't like to eat in his bedroom, because his clothes and space tasted like food. But when he got up early in the morning, he wanted to prepare a big dinner for Wen zhixia.

After a long time of silence, it seems that Xia did not know how much of this thing was done by Wen.

"It's good at last."

Wen zhixia carefully peeks at the bathroom and carefully puts the plate on the tray. The warm food gives her strength, and even the milk with the right taste also makes her voice slow. She can't help licking her lips.

When Wen zhixia was licking the milk left over from the corner of his mouth, he didn't hear a click. When he came out easily, he saw Wen zhixia act like a kitten, and the color of the bottom of his eyes turned deep.

Such an embarrassing atmosphere makes Wen zhixia feel a sense of crisis. Her hands hold on to the quilt tightly. Her eyes are full of vigilance. Her breath becomes rapid and her chest fluctuates violently.

Easy to get dressed again, Wen zhixia's nervous state flashed in his eyes. He walked slowly to the big bed, elegant posture like a cheetah in the jungle.

"Knock"

the door of the room is knocked gently, and stops after three times, as if waiting for the response of the people inside the door.

"Come in."

Easy action a stop, black eyes staring at Wen zhixia, staring at her panic eyes quietly respond, the voice sounded flat, between the eyebrows and eyes is not startled.

"Young master, Doctor Zhang called and said that he might be delayed on the way because of the rain."

Mother Zhang gently knocked on the door and came in. She saw the water vapor blowing from the open French window. Her eyebrows were tight, but she didn't know how to lift it.

This accident disrupted all the arrangements of Yi Yi. He took a deep look at Wen zhixia, who was relieved in bed. When he met his eyes, he turned his head to avoid it.

"Well, you take care of her and come to Dr. Zhang. Don't let her run again."

It's easy to put away the joking posture just now, and a cold wind comes out, which makes him look up to see the scene outside.

The drizzling rain didn't know when to stop, his eyes flashed a little abnormal, he didn't like rainy days, there was always something washed out in the humid air.

He did not see Wen zhixia turn back when he left. He tightly pursed the corners of his lips, picked up his coat and left."You..."

when Wen zhixia opened and closed his mouth, his voice was as low as a mosquito in summer. He could not speak for a moment when he saw the vague figure that was easy to turn his back and walk out of the room.

She didn't want him to stay, she wanted to be alone in the room.

Zhang Ma's standing there made her feel unnatural. He didn't trust her. Otherwise, why should she stay here to watch her? The feeling of being treated as a prisoner made her uncomfortable voice more tense.

"Miss Wen, I'll close the window for you, or the rain will drift into the room."

With that, Mrs. Zhang went to the French window and closed the window tightly.

Just now she was stunned by the easy order. She was assigned to take care of other people for the first time. When she turned around, she could not help looking at Wen zhixia on the bed.

Although Wen zhixia had been in Rongyuan for a long time and saved her once, in the heart of Zhang's mother, there was only one master who was easy, and the others were outsiders.

"Mom Zhang, I'll be in the room myself."

Wen zhixia's words in the mouth after a few circles before opening, the voice is hoarse but clear, Zhang Ma's eyes widened a little when she heard this.

"Miss Wen, you probably know the master's temper. I'm just a servant of Rongyuan. Please be considerate of Miss Wen!"

In the seemingly meek answer, Wen zhixia feels the sharpness in the words. She looks up at Zhang Ma and finds that the old servant seems to be very dissatisfied with her and puzzled.

"Mom Zhang, I'm not..."

"Miss Wen, I think it's still raining. You can sleep a little longer."

Wen zhixia still wanted to say something, but in the face of Zhang Ma, who turned off the light suddenly, everything went back to her stomach.

When will the rain stop and how long will it take for her to escape from this cage like home.