As soon as Yang Xiao walked to the dim stairway, she bumped into a man wearing a black raincoat and a hat, and she reflexed with an'ahh'.
"It's me!" Huo Xiaofang said.
Yang Xiao stood still and glanced at him: "Are you going out?"
Huo Xiaofang pulled her up and walked to the rented house upstairs.
"Where have you been? I just got home and saw that you were not there. I was going out to find you?"
"Oh, I went to meet a friend."
"My friend, why haven't I heard you talk about it before?" The two turned and entered the room. Huo Xiaofang turned on the lights, his eyes froze for a few seconds.
"What did you do?" Some tired eyes, both distressed and smiling.
Yang Xiao: "What's wrong?"
Huo Xiaofang: "Go and change your clothes, don't catch a cold."
Yang Xiao felt wet and cold, and immediately took the clothes in the closet and went to the bathroom to change.
Huo Xiaofang opened the seal of the stove. After a while, the stove burned vigorously, and the temperature in the room rose better.
Yang Xiao changed clothes and came out, feeling a warm warmth.
It's just that there is still some mud on her face, there is no mirror in the toilet, and she has not noticed it herself.
Huo Xiaofang took off the mirror on the wall and stretched it out in front of her. Yang Xiao only saw the mud on his face, which looked very funny. No wonder he was smiling when he looked at her just now.
She smiled embarrassedly and walked into the bathroom to clean. Huo Xiaofang picked up the hot pot on the stove and walked behind her, poured hot water into the basin, and reached out to check the temperature.
Then put the pot back, and walked in again.
Yang Xiao reached in and soaked. He was cold all the way back just now. He kept thinking about getting to the station quickly without paying too much attention. Only when he got home did he feel cold in his hands.
Huo Xiaofang twisted the towel out of the water. Yang Xiao reached out to pick it up, but he didn't give it, and opened it by himself: "Don't move, I'll help you!" After speaking, he put a warm towel on her face and cleaned it with just the right amount of strength.
Yang Xiao was a little dazed and let him wipe his face. After several times, Huo Xiao stopped moving.
"Thank you!" she said softly. Although she understood that for the man in front of her, a word of'thank you' could not repay his kindness at all, but now she seemed to only say thank you.
Huo Xiaofang smiled and looked at her: "Don't say thank you, I am willing!"
Yang Xiao's already big and bright eyes seemed to be brighter this second, and she looked at him without closing her eyes. Then he smiled and said, "Can you wipe my hair for me?" This time it was Huo Xiaofang's turn to smile. He stretched out a dry towel with his long hand and pushed her to sit by the stove.
Gently wiped her hair.
"The friend I went to see today has passed away. She gave me eyes!" Her voice was very soft. Huo Xiaofang's hand movement stopped: "She is really a good girl."
Yang Xiao: "Yes, she is a good girl, but her fate is unfair to her." Speaking of her, Yang Xiao felt uncomfortably sad.
Huo Xiaofang: "Perhaps heaven is her best relief!"
Yang Xiao sighed: "Maybe you are right, leaving is a relief for her."
Huo Xiaofang didn't continue this topic and said, "Then why are you back so late? Still covered in mud?"
"The car on the road got stuck in the mud and helped the cart, so everyone in the car was covered in mud!"
The shadows of the two were printed on the window, the girl sat obediently, and the man gently wiped her hair.
(End of this chapter)