The sky outside sank, dark clouds covered, and the intermittent rain turned into torrential rain. The villagers rushed home one after another. Only wan Sihan walked in the majestic rain. The rain soaked his clothes. He walked out of the house and stood there like a fool, letting the rain wash his inner pain.

Several hours later, Wan Sihan didn't leave. He knew that Bei Mengxi would not come out when he lay in the room, let alone that he stood here and walked out of the house hard, but he couldn't move any more.

He thought it was enough to secretly look at beimengxi in the distance as long as she had a good life. However, the thought that she would face everything alone cooled his heart, but he couldn't get close to her.

The most painful thing in the world is this. You can't stay together when you love, but you can't meet when you want to see.

God seemed to be moved by Wan Sihan's infatuation, and the rain gradually stopped.

The seat here is secluded. Few people pass by. The night is low and the moon is high. The only constant is the tall body that has not moved.

Beimengxi in the room couldn't sleep with her eyes closed. In her mind were Wan Sihan's lost eyes and despondent figure. She forced herself to sleep and finally fell asleep. She was entangled by the dream devil again, sweating and shouting desperately. She couldn't wake up trapped by the illusion in her dream.

Wan Sihan knew more martial arts than ordinary people. From the evening to the night, his soaked clothes were sealed and dried. He heard the voice of beimengxi in the house. He knew that she had another nightmare. He wanted to rush in and comfort her. He remembered the promise he had just made, and took back his feet. Finally, he had to leave in order to control his mind.

The moment he turned around, he clearly heard beimengxi shouting: "No."

Wan Sihan took every step very hard, like a knife under his feet, which deepened his pain step by step, and his heart was suffering.

Beimengxi on the bed dreamed that she was chased by gangsters. Those people were fierce and wanted to belittle him. She had no chance to ask for help. She also stopped with a big belly and ran desperately. Finally, she was forced to the edge of the cliff. There was no way to retreat. The gangsters pressed step by step. She pulled her clothes tightly and unconsciously called out a person's name: "Wan Sihan, save me."

Hearing his name, Wan Sihan couldn't help it. He couldn't sit back. No matter what he saw, Bei Mengxi was tortured by the dream devil. He turned back to the house, carefully pushed open the door, opened the quilt, held her in his arms, and said with guilt: "forgive me for not keeping my promise. I'll leave before you wake up“

His hand patted beimengxi's back and comforted her patiently as usual.

"I'm not afraid. I'm here." Wan Sihan absorbed the warmth of beimengxi. He wanted to reach her stomach, but he was frozen in mid air and didn't dare to approach.

"Wan Sihan save me, save me" beimengxi continued to whisper.

"As long as you need me, I'll always be by your side." Wan Sihan whispered in beimengxi's ear.

During these days, she has been sleeping uneasily. He will appear in her room every night. She won't leave until she stops sleeping. Fortunately, beimengxi's sleep has always been very deep and won't wake up easily. He hasn't found it once. Otherwise, he doesn't dare to appear here tonight.

Beimengxi in her arms grabbed Wan Sihan's clothes, loosened her eyebrows, relieved her tight expression, and gradually calmed down her mood.

Wan Sihan closed his eyes and wanted to have a light sleep. He slept for a while and left. Perhaps because of the rain, he slept more and more. Finally, his consciousness was uncontrollable and died.

The sky gradually turned white. Beimengxi opened her eyes and felt that she was surrounded by a familiar air flow. This was his smell. She knew very well that she seemed to hold something in her hand. She could feel the clothing material through touch. There was a uniform breathing sound in her ears and a body around her.

It's Wan Sihan. She's very sure!

Beimengxi is not a fool. How could she never find wansihan in her room.

However, she couldn't bear to push him away. Strictly speaking, she needed him to fall into his arms in order to sleep safely. She had to pretend that she didn't know and put it on WAN Sihan's face that he would leave before she woke up.

Today, why is he still in bed? The sound of chicken crowing outside. It's cold. The sun rises and shines into the house through the cracks in the trees.

Beimengxi didn't want to face Wan Sihan. She closed her eyes and pretended not to wake up. She wanted to wait for him to leave. After an hour, she still didn't see his movement, which made her heart a little confused?

She turned to look at Wan Sihan's enlarged handsome face. His sword eyebrows were twisted into a twist. There was no blood on his face. She was as pale as snow. She unconsciously stretched out her hand to test the temperature of his forehead. It was OK not to touch. As soon as she touched his body, her heart was shocked. It was so hot and had a fever.

"Wan Sihan?" beimengxi gently pushed Wan Sihan.

Wan Sihan on the bed had no movement. Beimengxi couldn't bear it anymore. He got out of bed and brought water and towels to cool him down.

After anxiously looking for the doctor, he learned that he was infected with wind cold. It must be because of the rain last night. Looking at Wan Sihan lying in bed like a child, beimengxi really couldn't bear to call him up and drive him away.

What if he faints somewhere?

She could not help reaching out and touching his thin face. She obviously felt that his outline was clearer, still very handsome, but not as energetic as before.

Beimengxi knew that Wan Sihan didn't mean to hurt her. In order to get her forgiveness, she also did a lot of things. Every time she wanted to forgive him, there would always be changes. If there was no big brother Liu, after a while, she would get used to his existence and wouldn't push him cruelly.

Contrary to expectations, things did not develop as smoothly as expected.

At last, seeing Wan Sihan sleeping in bed, Bei Mengxi left the room and went to the kitchen to prepare some light porridge for him.

Wan Sihan slept for a whole day. When he woke up, he found that beimengxi was still around. He thought it was last night. He felt his mind was dizzy. He had an extra towel on it. He wanted to get up and leave, but he was held by a small hand.

Two people face each other with four eyes.

Beimengxi's clear eyes were happy and excited. He finally woke up. How worried she was about his safety.

Wan Sihan's eyes as black as the deep pool were evasive and at a loss. He broke his promise and was caught by beimengxi. He didn't want to make her angry, but hurt her again.

"Is it better?"

"I'm sorry," they said in the same voice.

"I'll leave now," said Wan Sihan, getting up to leave.

"Wan Sihan." beimengxi called out Wan Sihan in time, got out of bed and stood in front of him.

Wan Sihan looked at beimengxi in surprise. She looked at him with a trace of heartache in her calm eyes, which made Wan Sihan wonder what had happened? Made her such a big change?

"In your eyes, I am a fool!" beimengxi smiled sarcastically and looked at the extraordinarily seeping person.