The system thought for a while, "You can try it. The worst thing is that you two hug each other, crying and saying that you are afraid of thunder."
I can't bear to look at that picture.
Bai Weiwei immediately gave up this plan, her mind changed, her face was still pure and flawless.
"Brother?" Bai Weiwei bent over and looked at Han Zhengyu stupidly, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Han Zhengyu, however, seemed to have not seen her at all, and instead shrank further inward. He gritted his teeth, and the muscles all over his body were tense to the point of pain.
Thunderstorm, nightmare like thunderstorm.
As long as it was a thunderstorm in the dark night, he would always return to that nightmare-like day when he was ten years old.
That year, he was driving out with his dad and got into a car accident because of a storm.
Due to their remote location, no one found them at all.
In order to protect him, his father held him tightly in his arms, the weight of the car resting on his father's body.
The blood kept flowing, from his dad's body to his body.
Han Zhengyu thought that human blood was cold, because when he was soaked in blood water, his whole body was as cold as ice.
When he found out the next day, his father was on top of him, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
At that time, once it was a thunderstorm in the dark night, it was like he fell into a nightmare.
Bai Weiwei called him a few times, and found that Han Zhengyu was trapped in self-consciousness and ignored people at all. She thought about it, and suddenly reached out and touched his face.
Han Zhengyu shuddered suddenly, as if he had suffered some terrible attack, he stretched out her hand and opened her hand fiercely.
Bai Weiwei whispered, "It hurts, brother." Then she threw away the crutches in her hand without hesitation, and threw herself into Han Zhengyu's arms unsteadily.
Han Zhengyu was pressed into his clothes by her, and his face was extremely pale.
Another thunder sounded, and Bai Weiwei's hand was already on Han Zhengyu's ear, covering it tightly.
"Brother is not afraid." Bai Weiwei looked at him seriously and said, "This way, brother will not be afraid."
Han Zhengyu was stunned, there was still the sound of thunder and lightning outside the window, and the rain kept falling.
He could clearly still hear the thunder, but all his attention was on Bai Weiwei's soft and warm hands, her hands on his ears, and they held it firmly.
It's like covering it like this, he can't hear the thunder, so he won't tremble with fear.
He could still hear the thunder and feel the despair in the dark and heavy rain, but he didn't feel scared.
It doesn't feel cold either.
Because Bai Weiwei is relatively warm and soft, she just shrunk in his arms, without the cold feeling of blood dripping at all.
What kind of feeling, tingling, and numbly rushing up from my heart.
Almost made his nose sore.
Bai Weiwei looked at him stubbornly, "This way, I won't be afraid, so my brother won't be able to hear."
Han Zhengyu blinked and blinked back the wetness in his eyes. He was obviously the woman he should hate the most, but at this moment it brought him the only warmth.
Bai Weiwei raised her hand, but she knew how fragile Han Zhengyu was at the moment, so she didn't dare to relax at all.
The sound of thunder and lightning gradually weakened, and Han Zhengyu finally said, "Enough, I don't need it."
Bai Weiwei seemed to be unable to hear, and simply maintained the action of covering his ears. Han Zhengyu's heart was tumbling with various emotions, and in the end, as if afraid of something, he reached out and grabbed her hands tightly and told her to stop covering his ears. action.