It sounds like a coincidence, but when I think back, oh, it’s not a coincidence at all.
When she lay down to rest at night, she always heard coughing coming from across the wall.
Her room was on the west side of the yard, which happened to be adjacent to the house next door. She wanted to say that the room where that person lived happened to be separated from her by only one wall.
His coughing voice was a bit hoarse, and she didn't know why this man had to come to Beichuan to find him if he didn't take a good rest.
After listening to him coughing for a long time, Shu Nuan couldn't help but get up and open the window. Suddenly, a paper crane tilted at the corner of the window flew in into the wind and landed on the flower branches of the porcelain vase on the window sill.
Shu Nuan looked at the folded paper crane and was stunned for a moment before reaching out to pick it up.
The two wings of the paper crane have "number" and "warmth" written on them respectively.
With a few warm movements, he slowly took apart the paper crane.
Lowering his head, he saw a few words written on the paper: "Can I see you?"
Shu Nuan took a pen and wrote two words slowly, "Not good."
Then crumble it into a ball and throw it back to the wall outside the window.
Slam the window.
Not long after, through the light and shadow, another paper crane flew out of the corner of the window.
Shu Nuan sat by the bed and stared at the corner of the window without opening the window.
Not long after, several paper cranes flew over one after another, but Shu Nuan was stunned and showed no reaction at all.
When the sound on the other side of the courtyard wall finally calmed down, Shu Nuan planned to lie down again.
However, just as she was about to lie down, she suddenly saw a black shadow falling from the courtyard wall through the moonlight outside the window, and the black shadow even fell down.
At that time, Shu Nuan still had time to think. The person who climbed the wall and fell down in the middle of the night was Sheng Qianmo. If word spread, people would laugh to death.
But then he heard a muffled groan from the man, and a slight confusion came to his mind.
Shu Nuan stood up and opened the door, and the man stumbled to the door. His dark, deep pool-like eyes met hers with a hint of embarrassment and affection.
He seemed to be very cold. He was now wearing a sable fur cloak, and the brocade was covered with intricate patterns, making him look even more dignified. Because his complexion is slightly pale and the color has not yet completely recovered, his hair is not tied up as before. He just has a sapphire hair tied behind his head. He does not look like a man who has been in the war, but more expensive. Very elegant.
He was much taller than her, and now he stood in front of her, staring deeply into her eyes and moving his thin lips slightly.
Shu Nuan only felt that such gazes made her eyes heat up slightly. The more she wanted to say something, the more she could not say anything. What broke the silence was the sound of a door opening coming from the east of the yard. Shu Nuan subconsciously pulled She passed his hand and before she could take the next step, the man took the initiative to enter her house.
Shu Nuan: "..."
She calmed down and closed the door.
She stood in front of the door, and he stood in front of her, looking directly at her, and held her hand tightly.
Shu Nuan frowned and tried to struggle, but Uncle Chen's voice came from not far outside the house, "Xiao Nuan, what's wrong?"
"It's okay..." Shu Nuan said with a red face, "Just now a wild cat ran over."
"No one is shocked, are they?"
"No, Uncle Chen, go to bed quickly."
"Okay, Xiao Nuan, you should go to bed early too."
When Uncle Chen's door closed again, Shunuan pushed his hand, but couldn't push it away. He raised his head bitterly and said, "Let go."
"I have turned into a wild cat." Sheng Qianmo looked down at her with a faint smile, his voice was hoarse and deep.