Yun Qiao couldn't wait to see Uncle Qi, so he didn't show any pretense and let the driver drive in.
It was also the first time for the driver to drive into Xi Mansion, and he couldn't help but look around, very curious. However, the heavy rain poured down, and it quickly covered the sight. The distant scenery was unclear, and there were only flowers and plants nearby.
Yun Qiao showed him the way.
At the fork in the road, the driver went out to open the trunk in the rain and gave Yun Qiao an umbrella.
In just a few steps, the driver was already soaked through.
It was windy and rainy, and even holding an umbrella would not help. Half of Yun Qiao's body was soon soaked.
She asked the driver to go back first and walked towards Xi Lanting.
The rainstorm was coming fiercely, and Yun Qiao's umbrella seemed to be pressed down by a wall of water. She was tired from lifting it, and finally moved it step by step to Xi Lanting's yard.
She knocked on the door, and it took a while before someone answered.
Xi Zun was a little surprised when he saw it was her: "It's raining so hard, you all..."
One by one, what happened?
She stretched her head and looked inside, and found Xi Lanting standing alone in the courtyard, letting the rain water all over him. He stood up straight as never before.
But he doesn't usually stand like this. He usually lies down wherever he can and leans on whenever he can.
"Why did he get caught in the rain again?" Yun Qiao asked Xi Zun loudly.
How did Xi Zun know?
Master Qi has not always had the problem of getting caught in the rain. Ever since he met Yun Qiao, he got caught in the rain once. From then on, he had to stand in the rain every time it rained.
Before Yun Qiao and Xi Zun finished speaking, Xi Lanting also saw Yun Qiao through the rain cloth like a crystal curtain.
He waved.
Yun Qiao walked up to him and tried hard to lift the umbrella, trying to cover him.
The umbrella was very heavy and Xi Lanting was very tall, so Yun Qiao raised her arms with difficulty.
She said: "Uncle Qi..."
Xi Lanting lowered his head slightly, hugged her waist, put his head through her arm and rested it on her shoulder.
Yun Qiao was stunned, and the umbrella in her hand became even heavier. She felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat, her body felt weak, and her arms could not support such weight.
She fell into such an embrace, which was strong but cold. The rain and his skin were all cold.
Yun Qiao wanted to speak, but her heartbeat blocked her throat.
In the end, her arms were too sore and she felt weak, so the umbrella fell to the ground.
The rain poured on her head and face, and her hand slowly dropped and fell on Xi Lanting's arm.
Xi Lanting said something in her ear.
He seemed to speak another language, which Yun Qiao didn't understand.
Then, Yun Qiao's vision gradually blurred, and she blinked hard, thinking it was rain. Later, she slowly fell into coma, and then she realized that her weakness was not because she was too excited.
When she woke up, the sunset filled the sky.
The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard had been washed away by the rain, and the leaves were green and shiny. The smell of earth lingered, but Yun Qiao liked the smell.
The sky was also clean and cloudless, like a piece of fine jade; the rays of sunlight were bright, shining on the colorful glass of the rear window, reflecting off a thin rainbow.
Yun Qiao sat on the bed, dazed for a moment, and then something fell on his head.
It's a towel.
A large towel wrapped her wet hair and absorbed the water from her hair.
He opened the quilt and put on clean pajamas.
Yun Qiao got out of bed. This was Xi Lanting's wing. She had stayed there some time ago, and her pajamas were also hers.
"Uncle Qi?" she shouted.
After a while, Xi Lanting walked in, holding a goblet of red wine in his hand.
He handed it to Yun Qiao casually: "Drink some ginger soup."