Zhao Chuning couldn't open the safe, so he had to call Tang Yi. He finally responded and picked up the phone.
At the same time, he slowly turned around.
Zhao Chuning was standing at the window behind the curtains, looking at him. The two of them looked into each other's eyes through the glass.
His face was frozen and his lips turned purple.
The hand holding the phone was also frozen purple.
She stood in the warm house and saw him like this, her heart ached, "Why are you still standing here?"
"Wait for your parents to open the door and let me in."
"… "
Fool!
Zhao Chuning's eyes were dry and tears were about to fall, "Why are you so stupid? Can't you just sit in the car?"
"Then they really won't open the door for me."
Her eyes became moist, "Then why don't you just go back?"
Tang Yi was silent for a long time, looking at her through the glass, "I have been asking myself this question just now. With my temper, I will almost be in Jude City in a while. But I am not leaving now - Chuchu, I am waiting for you."
His tone of voice remained calm when he spoke the last six words, but it was as if something had hit her heart, creating ripples in her mind.
Zhao Chuning felt warm in her heart. Even though there was glass between them and the light outside was dim, she could suddenly see warmth and even... love in his eyes.
At this moment, a "pa pa pa" sound suddenly rang out. The raindrops as big as beans suddenly poured down, hitting the glass one by one. Then, the rain seemed to be out of control and suddenly turned into a downpour.
Outside the window, even though Tang Yi was hiding under the eaves, he was still soaked by the sudden heavy rain.
"Tang Yi, go to the car and wait for a while. I'll ask my mom to get the key to open the door for you." Zhao Chuning felt distressed. He hung up the phone, opened the curtains, turned around and walked in. "Mom, get the key."
"What key? I told him to stand there for a while."
"It's raining heavily outside!" Zhao Chuning pointed out the window with his chin.
Zhang Rong was cleaning the toilet and didn't notice the sky outside the window. When she looked up, it was raining outside. She stood up, washed her hands and walked out. She saw Tang Yi still standing outside.
The rain had soaked him completely, and he looked a little disheveled, but he still stood there stubbornly without moving.
"Really? Can't you go sit in the car for a while?" Zhang Rong muttered, with a trace of pity in her eyes. After all, she didn't mean to embarrass him, she just wanted to remind him not to bully their Chuchu again.
Zhao Hen also said: "Okay, hurry up and get the key. It's freezing cold, I'm really going to get sick now!"
Zhang Rong hurried to open the safe, with Zhao Chuning following closely behind her.
As soon as the key was taken out, she took it and ran to the door to open it.
"Tang Yi!" She called as the door opened.
Tang Yi turned around and looked at her.
There was rain all over his eyelashes, and when he fluttered his eyelashes, the rain slid down his eyelashes.
Zhao Chuning had never seen Tang Yi like this, embarrassed and aggrieved. In his impression, he was always unruly and noble. However, Tang Yi was still very handsome.
She walked out despite the rain outside and grabbed his hand.
His hands were so cold that they had no warmth at all. She wrapped her palms tighter, as if to pass on her warmth to him.
"Why are you so stupid?" She murmured, her voice suddenly becoming hoarse. She took his hand, held it to her lips, and blew.
Tang Yi looked down at her, and could feel the tenderness in her eyes. Suddenly, he felt that it was worth it for him to stand for so long and get so cold. Moreover, the feeling of being held in someone's arms and being hurt was really incomparable.
"Okay, come in quickly, it's still raining outside!" Zhang Rong's voice came from inside, and she waved at them from the door.
Zhao Chuning raised his head and looked at Tang Yi, "Go in."
"You allow me to go in?"
She laughed, "You used the self-torture tactic well. They are all soft-hearted people."
Zhao Chuning pulled Tang Yi in. Seeing that he was soaked, Zhao Hen said to his wife, "Go and see if there is anything he can wear. Ask him to change out of this outfit quickly."
"Yeah." Zhang Rong nodded. She glanced at Tang Yi, who was no longer as cold as before. When she returned to the room, she also reminded her daughter, "Go and run him some water so he can take a bath. He's definitely going to catch a cold today."
Zhao Chuning muttered to himself, how could he not catch a cold after standing outside for so long
But now her parents have accepted Tang Yi, right? She is more open-minded.
"Go to the bathroom and wait for a moment. I'll get you a towel." Zhao Chuning pointed in the direction.
Tang Yi nodded and went to the bathroom.
The environment here was unfamiliar. The house was not big, and not as luxurious as the places he lived in, but it was decorated very warmly. It was a real home.
This was something he had never felt since he was a child.
Tang Yi stood in the bathroom, looking at the four cups placed in a row, including Mimi's children's cup and hers.
He couldn't help but imagine the image of the mother and daughter living here. He wondered how they lived in the past.
"Towel." Zhao Chuning walked into the bathroom and handed him the towel. "I used it to wash my face once. You can use it."
Tang Yi sniffed the towel and said, "It smells like you. It smells really good."
She was embarrassed by his behavior and lowered her voice, "Don't let my mother hear it."
"What can't I hear?" Zhang Rong came over, holding pajamas in her hands.
She glanced at the two of them, but didn't really ask any questions. She just handed the clothes to her daughter and said, "Your dad's old T-shirt is for emergency use. I'll help him dry his clothes later and then change into them."
"Yeah." Zhao Chuning nodded.
Tang Yi said politely: "Thank you."
Zhang Rong said, "Hurry up and take a bath to get rid of the cold."
Having said that, he left.
Zhao Chuning handed the clothes to Tang Yi, "This is my dad's clothes. I know you're picky, but this is at my house, you have to wear it even if you don't want to."
"Who said I don't want to wear it?" Tang Yi took the clothes and said, "I'm not as pretentious as you think."
Zhao Chuning didn't believe it at all.
She went into the bathroom to teach him how to turn on the water heater and came out quickly.
When I came out, I only saw my father sitting in the living room, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.
"Dad, is my mom still cleaning?" She turned on the electric oven and hung Tang Yi's coat on a chair from a distance to let it soak in the steam.
Zhao Hen replied: "Busy in the kitchen!"
"What are you busy with at this hour?"
"Make ginger soup." Zhao Hen put down the newspaper and looked at his daughter seriously. "Don't blame me and your mother. We are reluctant to let a girl get married like this. Especially your mother. She is afraid that you will be wronged."