Chapter 13 The Warmth in the Cold

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Zhao Yunuo didn't tell Liang Lixian about her family. Liang Lixian didn't guess her mind. She said a lot of comfort words but didn't help.

She didn't know, and now Zhao Yunuoshi needed to be alone. Zhang Ziying, who could accompany her, turned off the phone.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the summer that was about to pass gave the night a bit of coldness. She felt a little cold to Zhao Yunuo wearing a short skirt, just like her tangled heart, as cold.

Unconsciously, she went to Qinghe Bridge again, found a wooden chair, and sat quietly, staring at the night.

When the tourists returned to the nest, the children stopped noisy, only the evening wind was blowing the willow branches, as calm as the night.

The river water ripples under the light of the street lamps, and a little bit of fluorescence beats, it seems to echo the stars in the sky, mutual respect and admiration.

Zhao Yunuo had no intention to look at the scenery and no problem to think about, she just felt lonely. Innate loneliness, like a wild ghost in the night of the North, is wandering and no one cares.

She wanted to growl, but she didn't have that strength. The tighter she clenched her fists, the colder her body became.

"Mutter."

Sudden text messages interrupted her wandering thoughts. Zhao Yunuo twisted her eyebrows and opened the phone. When she pressed her finger on the screen, she expected Zhang Ziyu.

The text message was sent by Yi Xiangyuan. It's very simple, "Are you going home? Does the question I answered tonight make you dissatisfied?"

Zhao Yunuo wanted to reply to the message and found that her fingers were shaking. She really felt cold. She nodded her fingers and chose to call Yi Xiangyuan.

"Well, did you take the initiative to call me?" Yi Xiangyuan was a little excited.

Zhao Yunuo swallowed a few saliva, cleared his throat, and his voice trembled, "I am alone at Qinghe Bridge."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you alone so late? Why is your voice wrong?" Yi Xiangyuan asked anxiously.

Zhao Yunuo wanted to speak, but her throat was blocked by a turbulent emotion, and tears fell down her cheeks. She didn't want Yi Xiangyuan to hear her cry, so she just hung up the phone.

Once the tears fell, the dike came to an end. She sobbed, resentfully, helplessly, struggling, and finally she covered her face, suffering ...

It was cold, the tears were hot, and soon it became cold, the mouth was astringent, and the throat was uncomfortable. It was still cold and getting colder. She felt shivering and shivering a lot. It was colder than the cold water in winter. She felt that she needed a hug most now.

"what happened to you?"

Yi Xiangyuan asked Zhao Yunuo in his arms and asked with concern. He shivered tightly and almost surrounded Zhao Yunuo's entire body.

"Anything happened?"

Yi Xiangyuan asked anxiously, Zhao Yunuo responded to her with a sobbing whisper.

Yi Xiangyuan's embrace was very warm, making her feel a warm current instantly, flowing down her skin to her heart, and finally her whole body was warm, and the cold gradually left with the sound of sobbing.

Like a child, Zhao Yunuo finally found a sense of security in the arms of Yi Xiangyuan. In this way, she was very reluctant to embrace this. In this warm arms, she even forgot everything and thought nothing.

"Don't be afraid, it's me." Yi Xiangyuan patted Zhao Yunuo's shoulder.

Zhao Yunuo didn't move, she didn't even dare to lift her head. She was afraid that after raising her head, she would still face the cold wind and still be in pain.

Time passed like this, Yi Xiangyuan no longer spoke, but looked down at the girl in her arms. His eyes were complicated and his thoughts were mottled. He was guessing that he might be able to find the answer.

His eyes were also firm, he did not regret the text message he just sent, and he did not regret giving up the overtime work at night to accompany this weak woman.

For a moment, Yi Xiangyuan straightened his chest. He felt that he was particularly manly, because he gave the weak woman in her arms a sense of habitation.

Yi Xiangyuan's chest-raising action touched Zhao Yunuo in her arms, and the wind blowing in through the gap between her arms was awake to her who was about to fall asleep.

Zhao Yunuo got up from Yi Xiangyuan's arms and felt her head dizzy and her arms and legs were numb. She wanted to speak, but at last she could only blink.

Yi Xiangyuan reached out and wiped away the tears on the corner of Zhao Yunuo's eyes, and asked softly, "Is it still cold?"

Zhao Yunuo nodded, and laughed strongly: "It's much better."

Yi Xiangyuan suddenly squatted down, holding Zhao Yunuo's feet with two big hands.

"Cool feet, cold feet, warm feet, ah, why are your feet so cold?"

Zhao Yunuo wanted to move her feet away. She was wearing sandals today, and it was stained with a lot of dust. It was also extremely embarrassing for a boy to touch his feet. But she couldn't move because her legs were numb.

Looking at Yi Xiangyuan who was crouching on the ground and warming her feet seriously, Zhao Yunuo's eyes dropped tears again. This tear was very warm and moved.

"Thank you," Zhao Yunuo said from the bottom of her heart.

"Your voice is hoarse, is it warmer?" Yi Xiangyuan asked, looking up.

The temperature kept coming from the soles of her feet, and Zhao Yunuo's crisp legs had already felt intuition. She felt that Yi Xiangyuan's hands were colder than her feet.

So she lifted her feet and nodded. "Thank you."

Except for these three words, she really didn't know what to say. He was not her family or her boyfriend, but he lowered his feet to warm her feet. This was the first time a man had warmed her feet.

And this man is still the male god in her mind!

If a heart needs probation, then Yi Xiangyuan is the best candle, if a love needs to be unlocked, then care is the best key at this moment.

Yi Xiangyuan rose from the ground and sat beside Zhao Yunuo, concerned: "What happened?"

He had a hard time imagining that they had only been separated for two hours, and she was walking with her mother just now. What could make a cheerful girl suddenly so vulnerable?

Zhao Yunuo shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "There is something in the house, I'm a little sad, but fortunately you appeared."

Having said that, Zhao Yunuo's cheeks turned red, he appeared, and he would not appear if he did not call her.

She remembered crying like a child in Yi Xiangyuan's arms, and there were her tears on his shirt. I remembered that he squatted on the ground to warm her feet, it was a kind of warm love, real and sweet, if ...

She couldn't think of if she couldn't refuse Yi Xiangyuan's firm eyes, and she couldn't resist the weakness in her heart.

Yi Xiangyuan gradually approached her, Gao Wei's body stood in front of her, her arms opened, and she would soon be holding her shoulders.

Yi Xiangyuan lowered his head, narrowed his eyes, and gradually moved towards Zhao Yunuo's face.

If she didn't dodge, they would kiss together.

But where does she have the strength to dodge?

The hands finally rested on her weak shoulders, and her mouth was only a few centimeters short.

"Because I care, I'm jealous. You never expel, the admiration of others ..."

Zhao Yunuo's phone rang suddenly, and the two were awakened by the ringtone of the mobile phone. Yi Xiangyuan stayed in midair, then sat on the wooden chair with a bitter smile.

Zhao Yunuo was a little flustered. Her heartbeat was too fast just now, her mind was chaotic, her eyes were about to close, and for a moment she even longed for Yi Xiangyuan to kiss her. The feeling was inexplicable, and she didn't wake up until the phone rang.

It turned out that cold sweat came from his forehead.

At a loss, Zhao Yunuo answered the phone.

"Nuo Nuo, what's wrong? My cell phone is out of power. Just turned on. What happened to you?" Zhang Zixi's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I ..." Zhao Yunuo didn't know what she wanted to say. She wanted to get angry, but found that Yi Xiangyuan was still a little bit bad. So she said, "I'm fine, I'll tell you later."

"It's okay? It's okay what do you say to break up and what nerves?" Zhang Zihuan growled almost.

"I saw your message as soon as I turned it on, and a message from Liang Lixian to me. Where are you now? What the hell is going on? Tell me soon." Zhang Zihuan was still yelling.

"It's okay, I'll talk later." Zhao Yunuo hung up Zhang Zizhen's phone in a panic.

Then she explained to Yi Xiangyuan awkwardly, "I have to go back."

Yi Xiangyuan stepped in front of Zhao Yunuo, holding her shoulders in both hands, and just wanted to speak, Zhao Yunuo's phone rang again.

Zhang Zizheng still called.

Zhao Yunuo shook his head to express helplessness, Yi Xiangyuan nodded, and said helplessly: "Hurry up at home, I will take you home."

Zhao Yunuo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I can do it myself. See you tomorrow."

Having said that, Zhao Yunuo did not give Yi Xiangyuan a chance to speak again, turned around, and ran quickly towards the home.

While running, she picked up Zhang Ziyu's phone.

"Zhao Yunuo, you ..." Zhang Zihuan was still snarling, but was stopped by Zhao Yunuo's cry.

Zhao Yunuo cried and shouted, "Why are you not here every time you are needed? Why do you yell at me so strongly every time, why do I call you so many phones are shut down, why? Why?

"I'm sorry, Nono."

"Sorry useful? I'm sorry I have too many people, you are the oldest." Zhao Yunuo was still soaring.

"I'm your man." Zhang Zizheng didn't know what to say.

"You are not my man, and I don't need you, well, from now on, we will break up!" Zhao Yunuo said, tears increased a lot, and his body stopped running.

She didn't say it on purpose. She was really angry when she said such a thing. She loved Zhang Zizhen. She had vowed for a long time that she would never leave him. Dare not to face reality at all.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and Zhang Zizheng said, "What happened to you, why did you propose to break up?"

In response to Zhang Zizheng, only Zhao Yunuo's cry.

"Are you not at home? Outside?" Zhang Zizhen asked.

"Well." Zhao Yunuo choked.

"You wait for me, I'll drive over now." After that, Zhang Ziyi hung up.

Drive over? Zhao Yunuo stayed. Her family and Zhang Zihuan went to work for a two-hour drive. At this time, he was busy for another day. There were only street lights on the whole journey. He came here now, how unsafe!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yunuo immediately called Zhang Ziyu's phone.

"Please, don't come so late." Zhao Yunuo said in tears.

"I've come downstairs." Zhang Zizheng said firmly.

"But, I worry about your safety," Zhao Yunuo said.

"In contrast, I am more worried about you now." Zhang Zizheng's voice was firm.

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