A storm that developed into a flood.The whole city was devastated.Rescuers are non-stop, rescuing everywhere.The signal was almost cut off because of the rain.But this does not prevent the governor's office from almost blowing up the satellite phone.Now is the time for the election campaign.Political opponents immediately jumped out and criticized Ye's father for his inaction in the past five years, and took the opportunity to canvass for votes.In order to win back the hearts of the voters, Ye's father and mother followed the rescuers everywhere to rescue them, and they were so busy that they were discouraged.As for Qianqiu, they asked in passing.After knowing that she lived in Jiang Jingyi's villa, she didn't care anymore and devoted herself to work.…… The rain continued for a week before it gradually stopped.The villa of the Jiang family was built on the highest place.Except for the scattered vegetation in the garden, the rest of the buildings are stable and unaffected.Still standing there quietly, looking at all this condescendingly.Below is the flood that has not yet receded, and all kinds of furniture and clothing are floating on it.The highest attic.The boy stood quietly at the window, looking down at it all.The wind blew, and his black shattered hair rose, revealing those cold eyes.His neckline was half-open, pulled by the wind to reveal large swaths of skin.The communicator hanging in his ear was flashing red light, and the person opposite was saying something: "......
They're back. ”He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the villa not far away.Even though it is the governor's palace, when it was built, the drainage problem was never considered.Today, it has not escaped the floods, and almost everyone is busy.A kayak finally rowed back with great effort.The familiar figure inside walked out, and Ye's father and mother were like dead dogs, wearing life jackets, barely standing firm with the support of the servants.The boy looked at all this condescendingly.The corners of his lips curled, and his smile was slightly mocking."
Keep dragging him ......," the young man's voice was faint, telling the people inside the communicator about the next task.The communicator finally hung up.His fingertips touched the edge of the window.watched Ye's father and mother step on the kayak again and leave in a hurry.The communicator in his ear came the voice of Ye Mu complaining below."
When will this storm end!"
Father Ye comforted: "It's soon, it'll be fine in another week!"
”His eyes still didn't fluctuate.This storm has just begun.Watching their figures leave, Jiang Jingyi turned off the communicator and turned around.His eyes softened slightly.On the big bed not far away, the figure of a girl was lying.She curled up slightly, clutching a quilt and half her face buried in the pillow.His cheeks were flushed and his lips were slightly open.Jiang Jingyi walked over slowly, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and rubbed her hair."
The weather is really bad these days, are you afraid?"
His voice was hoarse as if he had just gotten up in the morning, and he whispered, "But it's okay, I'll be with ......you," the young man said, half-crouching down, really ready to accompany her all the time.His arm rested on the edge of the bed, his delicate chin resting on it, and he stared at the sleeping man on the bed.He reached into the covers, carefully grasping her fingertips.He thought of something again and said, "Your hands are a little cold, do you want to take a hot shower?"
Together?
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