Ye Chu stood in the study room of the Warlord's Mansion.
She looked out the window, the rain was torrential, and the sky was overwhelming. Far and near, there is a vast expanse of fog.
Nanjing has been raining heavily for several days.
The air was humid and dull, but with an icy chill.
Ye Chu put away the things on the table and walked towards the window.
Almost five years have passed since the day my mother died.
Ye Chu stretched out his hand, closed the window, and shut the bone-to-heart cold outside.
However, she always remembered the piercing pain.
Ye Chu watched the Ye family die, and she was also in deep chase. Those nightmares were torturing her every day and night.
It also made her more silent.
The rain is like a line, like a fine and dense net, it seems that it will not stop.
Ye Chu put away his gaze.
She suddenly felt a little heavy head.
Ye Chu didn't close the window for a few days, probably because of the cold. Ye Chu didn't take it seriously.
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That night, Ye Chu ate dinner alone.
Before Lu Huai went out, he once said that Commander Dai Shinan had just returned from Peking, and they had important matters to discuss.
After dinner, Ye Chu returned to the room, but felt that the headache had not been relieved.
After a while, she poured a cup of hot water and swallowed the cold medicine.
Still not sleepy, Ye Chu returned to the table.
There were books on the table that she hadn't finished reading a few days ago, and she continued to flip through them.
Only the rustling of the pages of the book could be heard in the room.
I don't know how long it took.
In the quiet night, the sound of the clock became clearer and clearer.
Ye Chu looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and he could recognize the position of the hour hand in the weak light.
It's already late.
But she didn't know what she was waiting for.
As the night darkened, his eyes gradually blurred.
He lowered his head and was about to fall asleep.
She heard the sound of the door opening, and someone walked in.
Ye Chu looked up, and his blurred vision could only fall on his waist.
The familiar military uniform made her feel relieved.
Feel at ease inexplicably.
It just so happened that at this time, the effects of the medicine came on, and the drowsy drowsiness came.
"Lu..."
Before Ye Chu finished speaking, he fell asleep.
Lu Huai walked towards her quickly.
Ye Chu's body undulated slightly.
The breathing is very soft and slow, but very even.
Lu Huai opened his mouth and slowed down his voice: "Ye Chu?"
His low voice rang in the silent room.
He waited for a minute, but she hadn't spoken until she was asleep.
Lu Huai clearly told Ye Chu that he would be back very late today.
He didn't expect that she was waiting for him just now
Worried that Ye Chu would catch a cold, Lu Huai picked her up and decided to put her on the bed before he left.
He was startled suddenly.
The body in his arms is a little hot.
Lu Huai walked quickly to the bed, let Ye Chu lie on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.
He tilted his head, just to see a box of cold medicine that had been taken apart next to the water cup.
Ye Chu fell asleep, Lu Huai stretched out his hand to cover her forehead.
There is a slightly burning touch under the hand.
Fortunately, I didn't have a severe fever, and I must have been unconscious because of the effects of the medicine.
Lu Huai sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Ye Chu's face.
His gaze swept across her facial features.
To him, that face that is very familiar but can only be seen at this moment.
Lu Huai never left.
He didn't even change his military uniform. I don't know if it was because I forgot, or I didn't want to leave.
After a while, Ye Chu frowned for some reason.
Lu Huai frowned when she saw her, his face tense.
She slept very restlessly, as if she had a nightmare.
Lu Huai remembered that today was the death day of Ye Chu's mother.
Therefore, he ended the meeting with Dai Shinan ahead of time and hurried back.
The nightmare that could not disappear began to haunt Ye Chu again.
She gripped the quilt beside her, and subconsciously murmured in her mouth.
"Lu..."
Lu Huai could not hear what Ye Chu was talking about.
He leaned down and gradually approached her.
Her voice was very small, as if she was afraid of being heard.
Lu Huai carefully identified it.
Ye Chu spoke softly, the small voice scattered into the cold air.
He heard it.
She has been chanting a name intermittently.
Lu Huai...
His heart jerked.
Lu Huai straightened up and stared at Ye Chu, with mixed emotions in his eyes.
His eyes fell on her hand holding the quilt, trying to reach out and cover her hand.
A simple action, but it took a long time.
Lu Huai said, "I am here."
Ye Chu felt the warm touch, familiar and at ease.
She gradually calmed down.
He kept looking at her and didn't know how long it had passed.
Lu Huai tilted his head and looked out the window.
Time flies so fast, dawn is almost here.
If it's dawn, tomorrow will come.
When she opens her eyes, everything will return to its original state.
Lu Huai did not leave, and sat by the bed all night.
At the end of the night, he got up and left.
Lu Huai stood at the door and looked inside again.
The dark door was closed, and a clear boundary was tightly separated.
It's as if I haven't been here.
Hatred, like vines, entangled their marriage.
They met because of this, and at the same time, they were also trapped here together.
No one can get away.