"Mommy, let's go! It's raining so hard, why are you standing there?"
Seeing Jiang Xiaoxia motionless, Jiang Xiaole became anxious and dragged Jiang Xiaoxia's hand hard. Jiang Xiaole's cry brought Jiang Xiaoxia's thoughts back from the sound of rain. When she saw her baby son's face covered with rain, Jiang Xiaoxia's words
Only then did he realize that he was afraid that his son would get caught in the rain, so he quickly picked up his son and ran to the castle quickly.
Jun Wuxie had been accompanying Jiang Xiaoxia in the rain, but now she saw Jiang Xiaoxia react and ran with Jiang Xiaoxia. She took Happy from Jiang Xiaoxia's arms with one hand and hugged her to her chest, while holding Jiang tightly with her other hand.
Xiaoxia's hands ran wildly all the way.
With the running, the roar of the wind and rain, the violent storm aroused Jiang Xiaoxia's inner excitement, and her thoughts were flying. She seemed to feel that she was about to merge with the wind and rain, and her mood was soaring amidst the sound of wind and rain, and her emotions were high.
"Ah-ah-ah-"
Jiang Xiaoxia suddenly roared in the face of the violent storm, and her high-pitched voice penetrated the wind and rain and floated to no one knows where.
"Ah-ah-ah-"
Shouting with all his strength made Jiang Xiaoxia's depressed chest feel relieved, and his chest became much more relaxed. With each shout, many past events passed by like running water, those loves, those hates, those reluctances, those accommodations,
Those favors, those tendernesses, those disappointments, those hurts, those tears, have long been integrated into my own flesh and blood and become one with myself. I can’t forget it even if I want to, and I can’t let it go even if I want to. It rises and falls with my breathing and my heartbeat.
Trembling.
As I thought about it, tears flowed down the rainwater, and flowed into my mouth together with the rainwater. I couldn't tell what it tasted like, and I couldn't tell which ones were rainwater and which ones were tears.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Jiang Xiaoxia running and shouting, Jiang Xiaole looked up in Jun Wuxie's arms with a face full of water, and asked worriedly.
"Baby, mommy is fine. Mommy is just a little excited. It's rare to see such heavy rain. Hehe, it rarely rains in London..."
Jiang Xiaoxia smiled awkwardly, and the fast and big raindrops hit Jiang Xiaoxia's delicate skin like sharp stones, but Jiang Xiaoxia felt no pain, just felt a cold and refreshing feeling,
She felt so happy in her heart, she hadn't felt this way for a long time.
Since leaving Xiao Xiao, she has always been in a gloomy mood. She will only smile when Xiao Le is around. When she is quiet alone, she will sit under a tree with a book and sit for the whole afternoon.
The book is just in my hand, and a page has not been turned. The coffee has been hot and cold, and the snacks have been placed on the table, and none of them have been touched.
The servants in the castle all found it strange that the young lady could be so patient and quiet. She often sat alone for several hours. Sometimes there was an inexplicable smile on her face, a sweet and shy smile, sometimes a sad and lost expression, and sometimes she looked like...
It's the grief of being injured.
No one dared to ask, because once, a servant asked the young lady if she had something on her mind, which made her cry. After the young master found out, the servant was asked to leave the castle that night.
Later, except for the housekeeper Uncle Rong and the bodyguard Hei Lang, no one dared to approach the young lady. Although she was kind to everyone, and the servant was fired that time, it had nothing to do with her, but the servants were afraid of Jun.
Innocence.
Seeing Jiang Xiaoxia release her emotions, Jun Wuxie was also driven by her passion. She hugged Jiang Xiaole and faced the wind and rain and shouted, "Ah - ah - ah -"
Jiang Xiaoxia glanced at Jun Wuxie and raised her voice not to be outdone, shouting until her throat became hoarse, "Ah - ah - ah -"
"Ah-ah-ah-"
Jun Wuxie's voice got louder, and the two of them seemed to be competing to see whose voice was louder. The servants in the castle stood under the eaves to hide from the rain, watching the two people in the wind and rain yelling like madmen.
Yelling, the servants looked at each other, are their master and Miss Jiang crazy?
No one knows what Jiang Xiaoxia and Jun Wuxie really think in their hearts.
After shouting, Jiang Xiaoxia felt much better and took Jun Wuxie's other hand, "Wuxie, let's run together -"
"Okay, let's run together!"
Infected by Jiang Xiaoxia's emotions, Jun Wuxie was like a child. Jiang Xiaoxia took his hand, and the two adults started running towards the castle.
Four feet stepped in the muddy water, causing countless splashes, like someone's thoughts, splashing everywhere.
Back in the castle, Jun Wuxie immediately ordered the hot water to be put on so that Jiang Xiaoxia and Happy could take a bath to avoid catching a cold.
The servants quickly took Jiang Xiaole away.
Jiang Xiaoxia also entered the bathroom. Looking at the closed door of the bathroom, Jun Wuxie's handsome and lifeless face smiled slightly, seeming to be happy but also helpless, and turned around to go to his room.
Lying in the bathtub sprinkled with flower petals, the fragrance of lavender floats quietly in the air. The faint and peaceful fragrance is vague and vague, but people cannot ignore its existence.
.
The raindrops hit the glass window, and the sound is clear and sweet, like the sound of fingers tapping on the piano keyboard. The sound of rain becomes a melody. The sound of rain is urgent, and the melody is also urgent, like a torrent in a valley, a waterfall, and a cheerful sound of rain.
, the melody is flying, like a mountain stream, tinkling dong dong, cheerful and cute, like the happy singing of girls, the sound of rain is peaceful, the melody is also peaceful, like a clear spring, quiet and peaceful, no wind, no waves, no waves, clear and chilly
It's touching, so calm that it can't even make a ripple.
Close your eyes, listen to the sound of wind and rain, and let the hot spring water slowly slide over your soft and white body. Your skin is as delicate and white as gelatin. The warm, soft and passionate water is like the warm and powerful hands of Leng Xiao.
, every caress, every touch can make Jiang Xiaoxia's mood soar.
In the fragrance of lavender and listening to the melody of wind and rain, Jiang Xiaoxia gradually fell into sleep.
The dream was full of confusion, with white mist lingering, and there seemed to be a tall and upright figure moving in front of me.
"Xiao——" Jiang Xiaoxia chased after him ecstatically, but the figure moved faster and faster. In order to catch up with him, Jiang Xiaoxia quickened his pace and staggered after him, calling his name while chasing him.
, "Xiao——"
When he caught up, the figure seemed to have lost some weight, and the short black hair in the past had become long flying hair, and his favorite black clothes had become light gray clothes, and there was a strip of the same color around his neck.
scarf.
Scarf? I never wear a scarf.
Jiang Xiaoxia was a little confused and tentatively called his name, "Xiao?"
"Xiao Xia, are you here?" The figure turned around, holding a bouquet of fiery red roses in his hand. There was also a shining diamond ring lying in the stamen of the rose. "Xiao Xia, marry me! I
I have been waiting for you for so many years, can you bear to wait until I grow old for you? Xiaoxia..."
That delicate and beautiful face, with flawless facial features, is too beautiful to be a man, like finely carved jade, but so beautiful that it loses its original reality, like a mirage and a castle in the air.
"No, no, no, Wuxie, I only think of you as a friend. I am very grateful to you for taking care of me and happy over the years. Without you, our mother and son's life would have been very difficult. But, Wuxie, I really can't agree.
You, you know that I can no longer hold anyone else in my heart except him..."
"He? Is he the one you're talking about?" Jun Wuxie's eyes were so confused that they seemed to have no focus, and his fingers mechanically pointed behind Jiang Xiaoxia. His whole body was lifeless, like a puppet being controlled by someone.
Jiang Xiaoxia looked along his fingers, and what she saw was a picture that broke her heart. That picture had troubled her for many years. She would dream about it every time she dreamed, and she would wake up in nightmares every time. She was very worried.
Do you want to wake up and ask him why he is so ruthless? Why must he hurt her so completely?
Why do you have to shackle her when you clearly don't love her? Why do you have to marry her when you don't want to? Give her hope, then make her despair, give her a happy paradise, and then throw her into the cold and boundless area with your own hands, suffering day and night.
The trouble of nightmares and the invasion of heartache.
This time, as Jiang Xiaoxia wished, she really didn't wake up. She faced Leng Xiao and wanted to ask the question that had been bothering her for a long time, but she opened her lips, but no sound came out.
No matter how hard I try, my vocal cords feel like they have been taken away, and I can’t make any sound, not even um um ah ah ah.
Jiang Xiaoxia opened her mouth in fear, like a mute. No, a mute can still make sounds of gratitude, but he is like air. Leng Xiao stands in the fog, with a handsome and cold face, and deep and cold eyes.
, looking at Jiang Xiaoxia from a distance with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, as if he was laughing at her pretentiousness, ignorance and simplicity.
Jiang Xiaoxia breathed heavily, but the more she breathed, her mind became less and less clear. The gas she breathed in seemed to control her brain, her spirit and her will.
What's going on? Is he being controlled by the nightmare?
No, I want to wake up! I want to wake up! Jiang Xiaoxia tried her best not to let the last bit of her will drift away. However, as her breathing rose and fell, her head became heavier and heavier, and she finally fell into boundless darkness.
There was still a faint scent of lavender floating in the air, vague and faint, but people couldn't ignore its existence. The heat like white mist filled the entire bathroom, and the glass windows were blurred.
And Jiang Xiaoxia was lying in the white porcelain bathtub, with rose petals as bright as blood surrounding her tender and soft body. Her hands hung down weakly, her eyes were closed tightly, her face gradually turned pale, and then turned blue.
The jet-black hair was wet and scattered on the white tiles, dripping with drops of water on the tiles.
"Xiaoxia, what's wrong with you? You've been washing for more than half an hour, haven't you finished washing yet?"
Jun Wuxie's urgent voice came from outside the door, followed immediately by the sound of a strong bang on the door.
"Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia, what's wrong with you? Answer me quickly..."
No one can answer Jun Wuxie.
"Xiaoxia, Xiaoxia..."
The banging on the door is getting louder and louder...
There was a loud bang, and the door was slammed open. Jun Wuxie rushed in like a gust of wind. Looking at the unconscious Jiang Xiaoxia, he quickly grabbed the bath towel on the shelf, wrapped Jiang Xiaoxia tightly, and hugged her.
He rushed out like the wind.
You can still hear his roar from far away, "Call an ambulance!"