His hands were clenched tightly into fists, and his short, thin nails were easily embedded into his flesh.
"boom--"
The sky gradually became gloomy, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the sound of thunder continued.
It turns out that the wind was so strong just now because it was going to rain.
Xia Junlin knelt on the ground and buried her face between her arms.
"boom--"
There was another thunder. Xia Junlin's body began to tremble.
"Wow--" The heavy rain poured down like a waterfall.
The world was quiet, except for the sound of rushing water, everything seemed to be silenced.
His thin clothes had been soaked with water and clung tightly to his skin.
Xia Junlin still maintained that posture, as if stiff. But the stiff body was shaking and trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold, fear, or something else.
"boom--"
Is even God sad?
So you want to vent it out?
"Ah——" The embarrassed man finally couldn't bear the successive blows and finally shouted loudly.
"Ah - ah - ah -" Xia Junlin hugged her head and screamed at the top of her lungs. Tears mixed with rain fell to the ground, and she couldn't tell where the sadness was.
Ji Shaoyou held an umbrella and hid behind a tree.
His normally calm and indifferent eyes looked at that person now, but they were full of sadness and pity.
How depressed he must be in his heart.
Xia Junlin collapsed on the ground, letting the rain wash over his body.
But suddenly, all the baptism of rain disappeared.
Xia Junlin raised his red eyes and saw a figure holding an umbrella to cover him from the clear sky.
He looked at her and finally couldn't help but hugged her waist, tears falling down one after another.
Ji Shaoyou only felt a heavy weight on his waist. When he lowered his head, he saw him hugging him.
"Who can save me...who can save me...I don't want...don't..."
Enough shouting, and all that's left is a feeble sound.
The current Xia Junlin is the pure Xia Junlin. The powerless Xia Junlin. The sad Xia Junlin.
Ji Shaoyou looked at him, stretched out his white palm, and gently placed it on the wine-red head.