AWB Chapter 15 Rainy Night
Chapter 15 Rainy Night
The weather forecast said that today would be heavy rain turning into thunderstorms, Chi Baiwan had no choice but to go downstairs, and finally realized what it meant to be drowned.
He didn't know if he was crying at all, he only knew that the rain outside was so heavy that he couldn't cover the strong wind even with an umbrella.
What's more, he didn't even have an umbrella.
Just now, Fu Sihan threw the room card down the north window. Chi Baiwan couldn't find it in such a large area with such exaggerated wind and rain.
Pedestrians on the street walked leisurely with umbrellas, those without umbrellas could only run, and Chi Baiwan just walked on the street in a daze, like a fool with underdeveloped intelligence.
Until an umbrella blocked his head.
"Mr. Chi."
The voice is very strange, very rough, with a bit of maturity and stability of the elderly. It sounds like a Kong Wu man in his 50s.
Chi Baiwan turned around and looked at the tall and strong special forces quietly, "Is it you?"
There are several teammates standing behind the special forces, but they seem to have retired for many years, and their muscles are still strong, so they are not easy to mess with.
However, this group of special forces, who were obviously soldiers, lowered their heads and held an umbrella for Chi Baiwan respectfully: "I'm sorry, we never thought it would be like this. Sir, let us keep an eye on you, so..."
Men may be thin-skinned and stop talking halfway.
Chi Baiwan probably guessed the reason and shook his head.
His pale lips were bloodless, and his peach blossom eyes, which had always been lively and tender, were dull. His whole body was soaked by the rain, and water dripped from the tips of his hair, making him look pitiful.
What's more, his pretty face shouldn't have such fragile emotions.
The man looked at him worriedly, but he couldn't say what he cared about.
Chi Baiwan smiled reluctantly. In fact, most of the time, his worries don't have to be known to outsiders. It not only loses his own face, but also makes others feel upset.
He didn't want his trivial matters to disturb other people's moods, that would be a bit selfish.
"It's okay, I don't blame you, you're just doing your job."
The man took a breath obviously, "Mr. Chi, listen to my persuasion. My old nine has been with Mr. Fu for so many years, and I have some judgments about what he thinks. I don't know what quarrel happened between you, but he He is definitely not someone who would gloat over your misfortune in the rain, he just wants you to bow your head, admit your mistake, and this matter will be over, the more stubborn you are, the angrier he will be."
Chi Baiwan bit his lower lip tightly, suddenly, a burst of inexplicable grievances welled up in his heart, which instantly made his eye sockets very wet.
He was not wrong, but Fu Sihan was just angry and suspected that he and Huo Jue were getting together. The first time he stepped out of the house in the past five years, he didn't have a day of comfort. Maybe, he should really be a shrink. The tortoise nestled in the old house, closed his ears and listened, and his life would be easier.
But after all, there is no turning back in the world, things have come to this point, and there are very few opportunities left for Chi Baiwan.
He could only choose to apologize, otherwise the matter would never end, and he might suffer even more, because he knew one thing deeply, that was that he had angered Fu Sihan.
Even though his love for him has faded to this extent, he still regards him as his private lover and does not allow anyone to covet him.
"If I apologize, will he forgive me?"
Chi Baiwan murmured, "Okay, then I'll apologize."
"Thank you, Uncle Jiu."
Lao Jiu silently watched Chi Baiwan walking back alone. In the wind and rain, his thin and slender body was like a flower that would fall down when blown. Even the lonely back was beautiful. It's so exciting.
Fu Sihan was able to grow up abroad thanks to Lao Jiu's loyal protection. Therefore, Lao Jiu is considered to be Fu Sihan's half elder. He never forgets, although he can't see it on his face, Lao Jiu knows that he has it in his heart.
But that was five years ago.
Now, even Lao Jiu is not sure how paranoid the powerful President Fu is.
How terrible is his possessiveness towards Chi Baiwan?
However, they are just lovers, Mr. Fu never took him seriously...
Lao Jiu is a discerning person, but at the same time, he will not say that much. The fate of people in this world is different. His task is to protect the safety of Mr. Fu and prevent any accidents in his life.
Chi Bai went upstairs at night, stood at the door, and heard no movement inside.
Chi Baiwan shuffled in and saw Fu Sihan still standing by the window, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly, half of his polished face was hidden in the smoke, his black eyelashes were long and dense , the profound facial features made him look cold and aloof, and when he casually glanced back, Chi Baiwan's heart stopped beating.
Fu Sihan really has a captivating face. He is not a celebrity, but he is even more dignified than a celebrity.
The amount of property he owns is by no means an ordinary amount, which is enough to support him to enjoy several lifetimes of joy, but he is a person who works without sleep and rest. He has infinite energy for work, but he is unwilling to share even a sliver of sincerity with Fengyue.
Fu Sihan didn't speak, and watched Chi Baiwan walking in silence, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Sihan, forgive me, I can't find that card, it flew too far, too far. "
Fu Sihan raised his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and rubbed them on his fingertips, "Is it rain, or are you crying?"
Chi Baiwan refused to admit that he was crying, and shook his head, "Rain, it's because the rain is too heavy."
He was covered in rainwater, so that when Fu Sihan dragged him into the bathroom to shower, he was still shivering.
Fu Sihan asked him, if you know you are wrong, you can go home with me.
Chi Baiwan didn't answer.
Fu Sihan said, then I will take it as your acquiescence.
In fact, Chi Baiwan wanted to say, if you treat me a little better, I will go back with you.
But he didn't say it, because he felt that it was unnecessary from the bottom of his heart, and Fu Sihan's mind could not be changed.
Maybe seeing Chi Baiwan being so obedient and obedient, Fu Sihan's mood eased a little, and he begged him a few times in the bathroom.
However, Chi Baiwan always felt very cold at night, and he just wanted to curl up in the bed and sleep soundly.
Therefore, he was very cooperative. He could do whatever Fu Sihan asked him to do. It didn't matter how many degrees he bent, as long as it made him happy.
When he was pulled out by Fu Sihan, he was in a daze, his feet were staggering, the bathrobe was hanging on his body, and the place outside the bathrobe was simply horrible.
Chi Baiwan, who had been tortured beyond recognition, didn't feel it. Instead, he was very calm, staring at the kitchen blankly, "I'm hungry."
He just cooked for Huo Juewen Yuxiao, he didn't eat anything himself, so Fu Sihan drove him downstairs to take a shower, and fulfilled his lover's duty several times.
The time has come from six o'clock to 09:30, they have been cooking for more than three hours, all the dishes are cold, Chi Baiwan had to heat them up by himself.
"I'll accompany you." Boss Fu rarely agreed to step into the kitchen.
Fu Sihan carried him in, Chi Baiwan was only focused on cooking, and couldn't feel much happiness in his warm embrace.
However, just like hot soup in a pot, once it is hot, it is not undrinkable.
Fu Sihan smelled the familiar smell of food, and also sniffed the fresh and faint smell of fresh rain from the empty mountains on Chi Baiwan's body. He felt a little better, "We'll go home tomorrow."
Chi Baiwan didn't respond, but replied softly: "Well, I'll listen to you."
Fu Sihan hugged him, feeling the waist that was still unable to lift under his hands, and the legs that couldn't even stand upright, and Chi Baiwan coaxed him to be very peaceful in his heart.
"Wouldn't it be good to be so good earlier?"
Chi Baiwan lowered his head, a few tears fell while Fu Sihan was not paying attention, "Well, I'm good."
A bowl of Yangchun noodles is simple, but the taste is not ordinary.
Fu Sihan has eaten countless expensive ingredients and high-end dishes unheard of by ordinary people in his life, but he will never forget Chi Baiwan's cooking skills.
A bowl of Yangchun noodles carried Chi Baiwan's indescribable tenderness.
It's nice that he'll keep cooking for himself like this.
Chi Baiwan thought the Yangchun noodles were delicious at first, but later he felt a bit bitter.
It may be that he shed tears while eating, thinking that the bowl of Yangchun noodles is not as delicious as before, but it can still be eaten after it is warmed up.
It was past ten o'clock after a meal, Chi Baiwan was very tired and couldn't walk, and he didn't want to go home with Fu Sihan on such a rainy night, so Chi Baiwan said: "Sihan, stay Come down with me."
Fu Sihan looked at him without saying a word, then turned off the light, and pushed him all over the sofa.
Such a rainy night is very suitable for making ﹉﹉ love.
How to indulge, how to behave, how to behave, the louder the screaming, the better, and the deeper the pain and happiness, the better.
The gentle Chi Baiwan never refuses him.
"This tattoo is four years old?"
"Ah."
Chi Baiwan opened his hazy eyes and looked at the pouring raindrops outside the window, which reminded him of an event that happened about four years ago.
At that time, Chi Baiwan was still an obedient student, and he felt that tattoos were a social thing, not something serious people should learn.
Fu Sihan stayed abroad for a long time, so he didn't comment on his thoughts, but he suggested that Chi Baiwan get a tattoo, his name on it.
Chi Baiwan disagreed. He was afraid of pain and felt it was inappropriate.
Until one day, he took Chi Baiwan to a private tattoo club and pressed him down, because Chi Baiwan couldn't escape because of his hand strength, but he wasn't too angry. At that time, Fu Sihan He still dotes on him very much, and even questioning him has the meaning of being coquettish.
"Brother Han, what is this place?"
"Tattoo club." Fu Sihan took it for granted.
Chi Baiwan was stunned, and then he felt dense needles starting to move around his lower back.
Chi Baiwan straightly hid back, "Brother Han, I don't get tattoos, I don't get tattoos, I belong to you, I won't leave you, don't give me tattoos, okay..."
Fu Sihan didn't say a word, as if no matter what nice things Chi Baiwan said, he was determined to leave his name on Chi Baiwan.
The tattoo didn't hurt very much, but it was very numb. It took more than ten hours for the tattoo to finish.
Fu Sihan took a photo of his tattoo, a real canary, with a row of Fu Sihan's initials, FSH, underneath.
Chi Baiwan had been bullied so weakly that he glanced at the photo and turned his head away.
Fu Sihan heard him whisper: "So distrust me...I don't like you anymore..."
At that time, Fu Sihan even chuckled lightly, stroked his hair, and kissed him.
"No, you can't help but like me."
"You can only like me in this life."
Chi Baiwan asked him innocently: "Then you only like me?"
Fu Sihan didn't answer him, his eyes were as quiet as black velvet, he looked at Chi Baiwan with a handsome face, and said a sentence that Chi Baiwan would never forget in this lifetime.
"There are no rules, why dare to ask anything."
There are no rules.
It took Chi Baiwan five years to figure out what the rules are.
He never hit the wall again, the wall called self-knowledge.
It was already four o'clock in the morning when the rain stopped, and Chi Baiwan had already fallen asleep.
When he woke up, Fu Sihan who had promised to take him back to the old house had disappeared.
It seems that last night's lingering ﹉ was just Chi Baiwan's illusion, if it wasn't for a certain place to tell him that it was true.
Fu Sihan was really excited.
Chi Baiwan dragged his exhausted body into the bathroom, soaked in the warm water and almost fell asleep.
When he woke up, he found that he seemed to have a fever.
It is normal to have a fever after being exposed to the rain for so long.
Chi Baiwan numbly returned the room, made up the money for the room card, and then took a taxi to the hospital by himself.
Forget it, he can't beat Fu Sihan, he has coaxed him for so many years, this time is not bad.
Everyone who came and went in the hospital was accompanied by their family members. Only Chi Baiwan took care of everything by himself. After several cold wars, he began to sit down and hang the water. He looked like he was half dead, with pale lips and bloodless face. , Looking in a trance, the person is white to transparent, and the disease is about to disappear.
The cold infusion tube flows into the blood vessel, but no one can warm it anymore, just because he is afraid that he will have a cold war.
Chi Baiwan's head hurts badly, he was in a daze, he had no strength, and fell limply in the chair.
Chi Baiwan received another text message.
It's an unfamiliar phone number.
"Mr. Chi, please pass my WeChat friend."
Chi Baiwan froze, and clicked on it.
It turned out to be Wen Yuxiao, the best actor.
Chi Baiwan blinked his eyes and clicked pass.
At the same time, Fu Sihan's message also came in: "I won't pick you up, come back by yourself."
Chi Baiwan pursed his lips, his eyes drooped, and his thin collarbone trembled again, making him look like he was about to be broken, beautiful and vulnerable.
The pillow buried in the blood vessel seems to be stuck in the heart.
"I see."
I know, our leads are burning out.
The author says:
感谢在2022-09-0122:57:56-2022-09-0223:19:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Shang;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!