The heavy rain poured down, and the overwhelming rain curtain almost cut off the line of sight. Lou Wenyuan just rushed into the rain, but the rain hit him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
The rainstorm was accompanied by strong winds, and the umbrella didn't work at all. He simply put away the umbrella, squinted his eyes, and strode out of the courtyard intuitively.
The driver chased him from behind and asked him to get in the car, but he ignored it.
The mountain road at night is completely different from the daytime, not to mention that it is accompanied by lightning and thunder, violent storms, and usually looks at tall and reliable trees.
Lou Wenyuan was anxious and ran faster. After turning a corner, he suddenly stopped.
Under the street lamps on both sides of the mountain road, next to a leeward rock, a figure squatted alone. She held lacquer in her hands and buried her face in her arms. In summer, her clothes were thin, and all the clothes on her body were wet, and her originally slender figure became thinner and smaller.
He slowed his pace, as if he was afraid to startle her, and walked over slowly. The heavy rain covered his footsteps, and she still didn't notice when he came to him.
He opened the umbrella in his hand and squatted down beside her.
The rain that hit her back like a small stone suddenly stopped, Jiang Rui raised her head suspiciously, her eyes were still a little red, and when she saw the people around her, she immediately stood up and ran again.
Lou Wenyuan quickly stopped her.
"Let go of me!" Jiang Rui struggled hard.
Lou Wenyuan held an umbrella with one hand and pulled her with the other. He almost broke free several times. He simply stopped her waist with his arm and held her tightly.
Jiang Rui punched and kicked him: "Let go of me, you bastard!"
Lou Wenyuan didn't say a word, let her be beaten and scolded, but he didn't relax his arms around him.
He looked gentle and elegant, but his strength was amazing. The shirt on his body was wet from the rain, and the muscles on his arms were clearly visible.
The rain kept hitting the two on their heads and faces. Seeing that Jiang Rui was not tired, he kept pushing him. Lou Wenyuan finally said, "Even if you are angry, you can't ignore your body."
"Who is angry? I can't be angry!" Jiang Rui said angrily, but she was accidentally choked by the rain, and she was suddenly breathless.
Lou Wenyuan frowned and made a gesture to the car following him.
The car immediately stopped slowly in front of the two, and the driver ran down and opened the rear door.
"Let go, I won't ride in your car!" Jiang Rui pushed him hard.
Lou Wenyuan let go of the situation, then took a step forward, suddenly picked her up and put her in the back seat of the car. Before Jiang Rui could react, he stepped in and closed the door.
The driver quickly detoured ahead, skillfully turned a corner on the mountain road, and drove up the mountain.
Jiang Rui slammed on the door of the car, realizing that it was impossible to jump out of the car, and finally stopped struggling, but did not speak.
Lou Wenyuan didn't speak, the two of them were wet, their clothes and trousers dripped straight down, and a pool soon gathered at their feet.
The car drove into the courtyard, and the waiting people swarmed up.
Sister Li took Jiang Rui's hand and sighed, but she didn't ask anything, and took her to the guest room to clean up.
Jiang Rui took a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe and sat beside the bed in a daze.
The door was knocked, and the person who came knocked three times, but got no response, pushed the door and entered.
Lou Wenyuan has also taken a shower, and unlike his usual neatness, he only wears a bathrobe, and his hair, which is always neatly combed, hangs down on his forehead at this time.
Jiang Rui rolled her eyes and immediately turned her head away when she saw it was him.
Lou Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief at her reaction. If she turned a blind eye to him, then she would be really helpless.
The heavy rain outside the house continued, and the pea-sized raindrops slammed on the windows.
Lou Wenyuan paced to her side and sat down slowly.
Jiang Rui snorted and shrank on the bed at once, and rolled herself up from head to toe with the thin quilt, leaving him not even the back of her head.
"Don't be angry." A voice suddenly sounded in the room that had been quiet for a long time.
The white cocoon wrapped in a ball on the bed was motionless.
"It's my fault, you shouldn't say those crazy things." He probably never apologized to anyone, and he reproached himself so hard that people were not relieved at all.
There was a snort from the quilt, "You're right, I'll find another man tomorrow!"
She was buried in the quilt, and when she didn't realize the words came out, Lou Wenyuan suddenly became dark eyes, and dark emotions rolled violently in the shallow pupils.
He took a deep breath silently, and then said, "I won't say anything like this again, and you won't say it again in the future."
Jiang Rui threw off the quilt and sat up, "You said something like this to me for no reason, why can't I say it? I want to say it! I want to say it! I'll go tomorrow—"
Lou Wenyuan covered her mouth, both of them were sitting on the bed at this time, his movements almost made Jiang Rui lean against his arms.
She opened her mouth to bite, and the two pointed little tiger teeth were nailed to his tiger's mouth.
Lou Wenyuan didn't move, even his arms never trembled, he just looked at her quietly, as if her injury couldn't make him even a little bit moved.
Jiang Rui was biting, her nose was sore, and her eyes suddenly turned red, "You bully people, why do you bully people like this!"
"It's my fault." Lou Wenyuan said again.
Jiang Ruihong charged with eyes: "You said these words just now, you don't want to play games with me! You took all this as a game yourself, and you asked me to find someone else, why are you blaming me now?!"
Lou Wenyuan hugged her and patted her back with his other hand like a child. His tone was calm, but what he said made people shudder for some reason.
"It's all my fault. But you see, you were the first to provoke me at the beginning. Since you did it, you will always be responsible to the end. How can you run away with others halfway through? If you run away, what about the rest?"
He almost mumbled to himself: "The rest will become lunatics if they take it seriously."