"Actually, I just want to hold an umbrella for you once."
Xiaobai said with infinite grievance.
When the Liukesong Stadium concert stage collapsed, Wang Tao single-handedly turned the tide and braved heavy rain to successfully evacuate nearly 100,000 spectators from the stadium safely. During the violent storm that night, Wang Tao stood alone on the high stage, while Xiaobai, Wen Zheng and others hid in a warm and comfortable room.
Backstage, through the camera lens, she saw Wang Tao was in a state of distress due to the rain. What she wanted to do most at that time was to run up to the high platform and hold up an umbrella for Wang Tao.
However, she failed to do it. The situation at the time did not allow her to do so. If she appeared in the audience's sight, it would make the situation that was already a mess even more chaotic.
She didn't do that, but someone led her to do that.
Through the camera lens in the background, she saw a woman wearing a red knee-length dress, holding a red umbrella, appearing next to Wang Tao barefoot. The two people looked at each other and smiled silently in the slanting wind and drizzle.
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At that moment, Xiaobai's heart suddenly felt sour. There was a twinge of pain in her heart for no reason. It was as if her most beloved toy had been snatched away. From then on, the shadow of Wang Tao was deeply imprinted in her heart.
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She was unable to hold up an umbrella for Wang Tao in the storm that night, which has always been a knot in her heart.
After being brutally robbed by Wang Tao from the Wen family in the south of the Yangtze River and brought here, the rain in the sky has not stopped. Xiaobai always carries a big black umbrella with him, just to support Wang Tao.
While he was crying, it was raining on his body. But Wang Tao knelt in the mourning shed for four days. Xiaobai never had the chance to hold an umbrella for him. The sky was clear on the day of the funeral, but she still did not give up on Dahei.
umbrella.
I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I’ve formed a habit of keeping my umbrella with everyone for four days. I have to say that if a woman becomes obsessed with her, sometimes it’s scary.
Today, Xiaobai finally opened the umbrella she had been waiting for for a long time. She felt neither joy nor worry, only grievance. Feelings can be passed on. From Wang Tao's crazy actions, she could feel that he was very sad.
This sadness not only comes from my grandfather's death, but also comes from the fact that the woman holding the umbrella didn't show up that night.
She was supposed to show up at the funeral, or she was supposed to show up at the Wang Family Temple four days ago, but she didn't come.
A girl's thoughts are delicate. Although Wang Tao didn't say it, she understood.
"Can't I hold up this umbrella for you? In fact, I just want to hold up an umbrella for you."
Xiaobai's eyes were slightly red, and he suppressed the grievance in his heart and said.
Wang Tao raised his head and looked at her. At this time, Wang Tao's face was unshaven, his eyes were red and swollen, and his forehead, nose and cheeks were covered with yellow mud. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and smiled silly at Xiaobai.
"Hey hey hey 7e7e7e"
The wind is blowing.
The autumn wind is biting and the cold rain pours on my face.
The strong wind blew the big black umbrella, and Xiaobai held up an umbrella for Wang Tao independently in the wind.
She has performed on countless stages and sung countless songs, but what she sings today is different from what she sang in the past. What she sings today is Da Qing Yi.
The stormy Tsing Yi!
Qiao Meigui wrapped her body tightly in a black trench coat, pulled Jiu Mei, and the two of them walked back in the rain. The rainy weather that lasted for four days finally cleared up, but another storm came back. But Qiao Meigui was not worried at all, she saw
She checked the weather forecast for the last three days, and the forecast said it would be sunny tonight. This was enough, it was sunny, and there were still many things to do. She and Jiumei headed towards the big truck parked at the entrance of the village that had not moved at all for four days.
go.
Han Xue, Lu Wushuang and Lin Qianxue were both envious and jealous of Xiaobai. They looked at each other silently and followed Chunhua towards the village. The three of them had been staying at Chunhua's house for the past few days.
Roy Yi wore a pair of black boots and staggered along the muddy path. A few days ago, he and his father came to Wangjiamiao to reminisce about Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma who had taken in Director Luo.
The three daughters got married early. Now Uncle Ma's old house is in disrepair. Three of the four rooms are leaking. Director Luo, after obtaining the consent of the village chief, took his daughter to live in that old house that does not leak.
One night. Roy Yi doesn't plan to go back to the city tonight, but plans to go back to his old house to reminisce about his father's youthful days.
Looking back at Wang Tao and Xiaobai, Roy Yi turned around and left with a complicated heart.
Vanilla still has long hair, and it is still braided. She paid money to learn it from someone in the county. The twin ponytails on both sides of her head look a bit like Fan Ye from a distance.
Braving the rain, Vanilla curiously ran to the side of the Audi A6. She lowered her head and glanced at the little foot hanging outside the car door, wearing a pair of white flat shoes, and exclaimed: "Ah! How could it be you?"
There was a woman sitting in the car. She was a young and beautiful woman with picturesque features and crystal-clear skin. But at this time, the woman's eyes were full of exhaustion. She put her hands on the steering wheel. She had no strength at all. She stretched out a hand.
It's hard to move even an inch behind my feet.
"Hello Vanilla? Do you remember me? It's raining outside, come and sit in the car." The woman said in a soft voice.
Vanilla knows the woman in the car, and Vanilla knows that her name is Chen Kexin.
Ke Xin fell ill and had a persistent high fever. Wang Tao took her out of the car.
After being carried out of the car, Chen Kexin looked up at the stubble on Wang Tao's chin and said apologetically: "I'm sorry I'm late. My father is sick, my mother is sick, and my grandma was seriously ill again yesterday."
"I know, don't talk. You are sick now." Wang Tao nodded heavily and comforted.
At dusk, the rain finally stopped.
Wang Tao carried a bowl of medicinal soup and carefully walked into his room. He pushed open the door and gently closed the door with his backhand. Both Vanilla and Xiaobai who had just finished boiling the medicine in the kitchen glared at his back.
One glance.
"Eat from the bowl and look at the pot." Vanilla said with disdain.
"If a man is reliable, a toad can climb a tree." Xiaobai said contemptuously.
The two little women who had been fighting each other until now suddenly reached a consensus and couldn't help but smile at each other.
"Hello, let's get to know each other again. My name is Wen Biqing. You can call me Qing'er, or you can call me Xiaobai." Xiaobai extended his little hand to Vanilla.
Rubbing her little hands on the corners of her clothes vigorously, Vanilla stretched out her calloused little hands and said with an extremely unnatural smile: "Hello, my name is Vanilla. I grew up playing with Brother Tao.
Playmate, yes, playmate." Vanilla was suddenly very excited. She grabbed Xiaobai's little hand and shook it vigorously. She felt that she used the word 'playmate' very appropriately.
Xiaobai wrinkled his face, took back his slightly aching hand from Vanilla, and looked at the calluses on Vanilla's hand in surprise.
"Your hands are so strong." Xiaobai praised as he rubbed his little hands.
"I got it from doing farm work." Vanilla chuckled.
ps3a After a doctor's examination, Shuixiu did not have bird flu or swine flu, it was just a common cold. Of course, it was much better than poor Ke Xin.
