On and off campus

Han Jingyi will never forget that day.

The leaden gray sky was cloudy and cloudy, the downpour was covered with thunder and thunder suddenly fell, the road was wet and messy, and the wind whistling by my ears seemed to be howling from the abyss; in the environment with very weak visibility, the lights were also unpredictable.

The car was driving hard in the heavy rain, and the road ahead was dark and gloomy, as if walking on a high cliff, and if you were not careful, you would fall into the abyss of no return.

The rain was astonishingly heavy, crackling on the car windows, rolling down the glass continuously, and looking out, it was rainy and foggy.

When he was young, he huddled in his mother's arms, staring shyly at the continuous rain from the curtains, when suddenly a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, his eyes narrowed, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly squeezed into the warm embrace.

"When can we get home?" After the thunder subsided for a while, he raised his head and looked at his mother, and said in a childlike voice.

His voice was pitifully small in the majestic rain,

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, she looked around with a look of embarrassment and worry on her face.It is very inappropriate to continue driving in this weather, but a family member suddenly became seriously ill, and the person on the phone said that they might not be able to survive the past few days, so they hurried to their hometown, hoping to see each other for the last time one side.

The rain was too heavy, and she was afraid that she would encounter a torrential rain that would not fall for decades. This was the first time she had encountered it after living for more than 20 years.

Anxiety rose in her heart, and she intuitively felt that some danger was about to come.

"Just... soon, you, you, sleep for a while, okay?" Her voice was trembling, her husband was driving the car, and her child was in her arms, both of which are indispensable in life In this quiet and noisy night, she only felt full of fear, but her child was still in her arms. As a mother, she had to become calm and strong.

It's not far away, so be careful, it's almost there.

"You don't sleep, and I don't sleep either," the child blinked, flickering, with a light of curiosity about unknown things, "Why does it rain? Why does it thunder when it rains? Are the flashing yellow dots swaying left and right monsters? It’s dark outside, I don’t like it.”

"Heh..." The immature childish voice finally regained some anger, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up on the net, and she rubbed his freezing hands vigorously, opening her mouth to speak.

"Mom!" The child's eyes were sharp, and he focused more seriously than anyone else. He shouted in a crisp voice: "Huang DianDian is rushing towards us!"

what! ?

Her mind went blank, and she quickly followed his line of sight to look forward.

That's too late!

The dazzling yellow light in the dense rain and fog hit the eyes directly, and the huge truck suddenly ran out of control towards them, swayed, and lay across the front of the car.

Before the violent impact sounded, she made the movement without thinking about it. She threw the child tightly, and suddenly a thick body approached from the side, holding the two of them tightly with both hands, in a protective posture.She closed her eyes unwillingly, tears streaming down her face.

The body of the car kept shaking due to the violent impact, and the car was forcibly knocked several meters away from the original track.

After a burst of severe pain, she endured the pain and opened her eyes, turned her head to see her husband's condition, but there was a warm and wet touch from her neck, with a strong smell of blood, almost becoming one with the darkness.

"no, do not want……"

In the rainstorm, she vaguely heard another heart-piercing cry.

——"Old season!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Caught off guard, both sides of the truck crossing the road were injured, and on the other side of it, there was also a devastated car parked dying.

The people in the three cars were sent to the hospital. Han Jingyi's father died, leaving the mother and son alone. Han Jingyi was well protected by his mother, only a small corner of his forehead was bruised and he was sent for a few stitches.

When he was hospitalized, there was a little boy in the bed next to him who was admitted on the same day and the same accident as him.

He was about the same age as him, with an exceptionally handsome and delicate face. This was the first time he had seen such a good-looking child.It's just that the spirit is not very good, and the sick eyes are too lazy to open.

Although she has short hair, but she looks so good-looking, she must be a girl, right?he thinks.

"Little sister, what's the matter with you?" Hearing from his father that a good-looking little girl can be called a little sister, he couldn't help talking to this beautiful little girl.

"I'm not a little sister, I'm a boy!" The very good-looking child retorted subconsciously. He curled his lips and said aggrievedly: "I went out to play with my parents, and it rained on the road, and then I opened my eyes. ...I was knocked unconscious, and I am lying here now, the doctor said to let me lie here obediently, and arrange surgery for me later."

"why?"

"The eyelids seem to be scratched, and it will hurt when you open them."

"Oh."

"Then you..." Han Jingyi was about to open his mouth to ask how his family was doing when he saw a doctor in a white coat approaching and ordered the nurse to push the child away.

"Let's talk again when I come out!" The child waved his hand.

He was alone again in the ward.

Before that, Han Jingyi was reading small picture books at school, imagining how she would grow up countless times.Under the guidance of the teacher, he solemnly used simple lines to draw a picture of three people holding hands together, with a picture of blooming flowers behind them.

This is a gift he was going to give to his family. The teacher took the painting to participate in the competition, and he can only get it back after the awards are judged. He didn't tell them, and he will give them a big prize when he gets the first prize. surprise.

Later, the painting went beyond the standard and won the grand prize, but the scene in the painting can never be reproduced.

When he woke up, the child next to him had already returned.Covered with a gauze, her appearance is still very high.

"How are you?" he asked.

"It will be disassembled in a few days." The child waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Then what's your name? My name is Han Jingyi."

The child paused, and then said to him: "My name is Ji Wencheng... Let's make it clear first, don't call me Princess Wencheng."

"Why?" he asked, even though there seemed to be little connection between the two.

"A princess from the Tang Dynasty in China, other children said it, and then everyone screamed, it's so annoying."

"Oh……"

The unnutritious conversation lasted for several days, and the two quickly established a revolutionary friendship, and left each other's contact information when they parted.

Now I still make occasional phone calls in my spare time. I heard that he was admitted to the Journalism Department of S University. I don’t know how the situation is now. To be honest, he still misses him.

Recalling Ji Wencheng's face when he saw Ji Wencheng last time, Han Jingyi couldn't help but blush.

Tang Feichen was very excited: "You know my male god?!"

Han Jingyi nodded, "Where is he now?"

Tang Feize glared at Tang Feichen viciously, this damned Ji Wencheng came out of nowhere again!