Social temperature

Fang Zhaomu opened the door regardless and walked out.Song Yuanxun didn't dare to wrestle with Fang Zhaomu, and he was even more unwilling to let go. He didn't even take the room card, so he held Fang Zhaomu's wrist tightly, and was dragged forward by him.

Song Yuanxun's room is not far from the elevator hall, but it passes through a guest rest area.When the service staff standing at the entrance of the rest area saw their status and hesitated whether to come over to inquire, Song Yuanxun finally let go of his hand and pressed the down button of the elevator for Fang Zhaomu.

"I'll take you there." Song Yuanxun insisted on standing beside Fang Zhaomu, Fang Zhaomu ignored him, and walked in when the elevator arrived.Song Yuanxun also followed in.

Going down to the first floor, there are many people standing in the hotel lobby.But it was around six o'clock in the evening, and it was abnormally dark outside.

A man who looked like a lobby manager came over, Song Yuanxun stopped him and asked him what was going on.

"The storm is coming." After the manager finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Fang Zhaomu had a terrible headache. He turned on his phone and wanted to buy a plane ticket back to City C at night, but there were no tickets left. The news feeds were all about the heavy rain in Seattle.

Song Yuanxun was tall and stood next to Fang Zhaomu. Fang Zhaomu knew that he was looking at his mobile phone screen and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

"Let's just have one night today," Song Yuanxun discussed with Fang Zhaomu kindly, "I'll leave tomorrow, I already have two rooms."

Fang Zhaomu looked up at Song Yuanxun, and found that his brain couldn't even process the information about Song Yuanxun.It's like some kind of stress reaction for self-protection. He heard what Song Yuanxun said, but he couldn't understand it. He forgot it in the blink of an eye and couldn't keep a word.

There were more and more people in the lobby, and Fang Zhaomu was suddenly very afraid of people. When he saw the moving heads, he couldn't help being afraid, and he felt cold all over, so he dragged his suitcase and went out again.

Walking out of the revolving door, the wind blows with fog like rain, blowing Fang Zhaomu two steps to one side.Song Yuanxun supported Fang Zhaomu, and as soon as Fang Zhaomu stood firm, he immediately backed away.

Holding his mobile phone, Fang Zhaomu struggled to find the nearest hotel, wanting to book a room.

Anyway, even walking through the wind and rain is better than here.

The rain fell as it said, pouring down.The entrance of the hotel is the place to park and drop off passengers. It should not rain, but the wind is so strong that it blows all the rain in.

Fang Zhaomu's shoes and trousers were all wet, and he was still holding his mobile phone, looking at the location of the hotel, looking outside, wanting to go out.

The nearest motel is about 5 minutes' walk, and there is only one room left. When Fang Zhaomu was about to place an order, he suddenly received a voice call from his sister.

It was too noisy outside, and Fang Zhaomu's mind was in a mess. He could only hear the whistling wind and people talking loudly. His face was soaked by the rain. After thinking for a while, he picked up his sister's phone.

"Fang Zhaomu," Fang Zhaoling's voice seemed to come from far away, she sounded very happy, Fang Zhaomu shouted, "I love you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she laughed again.Fang Zhaomu didn't speak, and listened quietly to Fang Zhaoling's laughter, and explained to the people around him: "This is my real brother! ——Brother, wait a moment."

After a while, Fang Zhaoling walked to a quieter place, and excitedly told Fang Zhaomu: "My classmate's birthday, I came to her house early in the morning, playing truth or dare."

Hearing Fang Zhaomu's silence, Fang Zhaoling asked him again: "What are you doing, Fang Zhaomu?"

"I'm here, on my way home." Fang Zhaomu stammered a little, and his voice was not loud.

He didn't want Fang Zhaoling to know about any bad things that happened to him here, it was enough for him to bear it: "I just came out of the laboratory."

The storm was getting heavier, and Fang Zhaomu watched as a tall tree not far away was blown off, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, the crown of the tree drew an arc in the air, hung down, crashed, and hit a car parked by the side of the road, which shocked Fang Zhaomu and pulled him back from the void to reality.

Fang Zhaomu was in pain as the cold wind and rain blew on his body.

Fang Zhaomu didn't like to cry since childhood.Fang Zhaomu is very optimistic and smart, everyone he meets is kind, and his family is harmonious, and he can't find any troubles.When his mother talked about him when he was a child, he always talked about how he fell heavily when he was two or three years old, and said that Fang Zhaomu fell from the steps, his knees were covered with blood and bruises, any adult would cry, Fang Zhaomu was still sitting aside , Waiting blankly for his mother to pick him up.

Fang Zhaomu himself had no memory of it. Thinking about it now, he felt that he didn't shed tears when he was a child, probably because it didn't hurt enough.

Now that it really hurts, he will naturally cry.

Fang Zhaomu's eyes were blurred, and his nasal cavity was sore and astringent. He heard Fang Zhaoling talking to him like a little adult, and Fang Zhaoling said, "It's late there, isn't it? Go back and be careful."

Although Fang Zhaoling stayed in a quiet place, Fang Zhaomu knew that her place was very lively.There are a lot of people and everyone is having fun.

"Brother?" Fang Zhaoling couldn't hear the answer, so he called him abruptly.

"Understood." Fang Zhaomu was afraid that if he said more, Fang Zhaoling would find out that something was wrong with him, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

Fang Zhaomu hung up the phone, wanting to continue booking a hotel, but maybe his hands were too wet, somehow slipped and the phone fell to the ground.

Fang Zhaomu's mobile phone has been used for a long time, and it is not very easy to use. He has been too lazy to change it. This time, the screen went black when he dropped it.He picked up the phone and kept pressing the power button, but it couldn't be turned on. Fang Zhaomu stared blankly at the screen, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what to do.

After a while, he found someone pulling his arm.Fang Zhaomu's eyelashes were clumped together by the rain and tears, blocking his sight, and he couldn't see clearly. He only heard that very familiar voice, and said to him in a low voice: "Mu Mu, let's go in first, it's windy and rainy outside. Daddy, if you stand any longer, you're going to catch a cold."

Fang Zhaomu didn't want Song Yuanxun to touch him, so he moved his arm lightly and said to Song Yuanxun, "Don't touch me."

Song Yuanxun lost some strength in his hands, but he didn't let go, and said, "Go in first."

Fang Zhaomu's cell phone couldn't be used, and he was unfamiliar with the place, so he had no other choice, so he went back, went to the front desk and queued up, wanting to open a room by himself.

"I've booked two rooms," Song Yuanxun said to him, "I'll get another room card."

Fang Zhaomu didn't say anything, just continued to stand.

He understands that in times of difficulty, persistence and rejection are very boring, petty, not generous, and uninteresting, but he doesn't want to bother about it anymore.When people are struggling with pain, how can they still think about whether they can live decently enough.

While queuing up, Fang Zhaomu heard the girl in front complaining to her boyfriend, saying that the wind and rain were so strong that all the play plans were ruined.

The boyfriend comforted the girl by saying that staying in the hotel and resting is considered a vacation, which is also a life experience.

Last night, after Fang Zhaomu packed his luggage, he also checked the Pike Street Market in Seattle.Fang Zhaomu likes to go to these places the most, and likes to buy these things, so he immediately sent a screenshot to Andrew.

Thinking about it now, Song Yuanxun might still be in City C at that time, but he replied Fang Zhaomu with a good word.

He told Fang Zhaomu, "Let's go".

He was categorical and swearing, as if after meeting, the two of them would really go together.

Song Yuanxun didn't know who to find to get the room card, walked to Fang Zhaomu's side, and stood with him to wait.

In the end, Fang Zhaomu stayed in the room that Song Yuanxun had reserved because the hotel had no more rooms left.

Before entering the room, he asked Song Yuanxun for his bank account number, but Song Yuanxun honestly gave it to Fang Zhaomu without saying anything.Song Yuanxun is thankful as long as Fang Zhaomu can live well. Half of the city outside is experiencing a power outage, and the traffic is almost paralyzed. Fang Zhaomu is so small. When he was standing outside just now, Song Yuanxun didn't pull him. He was blown away by the wind.

When the door was about to close, Song Yuanxun called him, Fang Zhaomu raised his head, Song Yuanxun paused for a long time and said, "You rest first, I'll order dinner for you."

Fang Zhaomu shook his head and closed the door.