never hear

After Fu Zibai's voice fell, the whole room fell into a moment of silence, and Yu Hesheng didn't know for a moment whether he should open the door and go out, or stay here.

However, soon, this question will have an answer.

A thunderbolt seemed to have penetrated the glass with a certain sound insulation effect, roaring angrily at Yu Hesheng and Fu Zibai with "cracking and crackling".

The thunder was accompanied by lightning, and Yu Hesheng was able to see clearly what Fu Zibai was doing now.

The man who was supposed to be lying on the bed now fell on the floor, his face was pale, and he looked very fragile.

Of course, Fu Zibai's appearance is only fleeting in front of Fu Zibai's eyes, because the light of lightning, no matter how long it is, can only last so long.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zibai was afraid of lightning and thunder.

The weather was better before, and there has never been such a violent storm like today, with lightning and thunder. In addition, neither Fu Jiao nor Chen Yang told Yu Hesheng about this matter, so Yu Hesheng is more serious I don't know.

"It's very late, go back and rest, I'm fine." Fu Zibai seemed to have calmed down when he said this, and his voice returned to the usual.

If the vibrato can be completely disappeared.

After a long time, Yu Hesheng took a step back and opened the door. Just as he was about to turn around and go out, another thunderstorm came to his mind.

And in Yu Hesheng's mind, what he saw just now, Fu Zibai's hand tightly grasping the bed sheet, was too pale.

People, sometimes, one thinks of heaven and the other of hell.

Fu Zibai never thought that Yu Hesheng would stay. Obviously, the door had been reopened, and this person planned to leave just now.

Not very good at comforting others, Yu Hesheng was also afraid that he would hurt Fu Zibai's self-esteem by saying the wrong thing, so he simply squatted on the ground, then stretched out a hand, and gently patted Fu Zibai's back.

The silence speaks.

"Do you think I'm timid?"

After a long time, when a bolt of lightning struck, Fu Zibai asked in a low voice.

Yu Hesheng didn't answer Fu Zibai's question, he said:

"I'm afraid of caterpillars. I've always been afraid since I was a child."

Fear of lightning and thunder is not exclusive to children. At the same time, it cannot be said that people who are afraid of lightning and thunder are cowards. Yu Hesheng feels that Fu Zibai at this moment tonight is fragile and sensitive.

The night was still very long, Fu Zibai recovered from his daze, and then stretched out his hand to hold Yu Hesheng's other hand. He didn't have much strength. If Yu Hesheng wanted to break free, he would will be a breeze.

But the fact is that Yu Hesheng really wanted to break free, but in just a short while, a lightning bolt, a lightning bolt that almost lit up the night, naturally lit up the whole room.

He saw Fu Zibai in front of him, his face was still pale, but it was different from when he looked at it from a distance just now.

Because of this, Yu Hesheng didn't take back his hand, and because Fu Zibai actually only hooked one of his fingers in the end, so it wouldn't be offensive.

Even at this moment, the person in front of him seemed extraordinarily considerate.

What's more, Yu Hesheng was not a strong person in the first place.

There was still lightning and thunder outside the window, but the room became strangely quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but Yu Hesheng's feet became numb from squatting, and his hand that patted Fu Zibai's back slowed down, so he moved his mouth, and said with some embarrassment:

"My leg is numb."

After a while, Yu Hesheng was gently pulled down, and he sat down on the floor suddenly. Because of his lack of strength, he didn't feel any pain.

But Yu Hesheng was a little stunned, he didn't expect Fu Zibai to do such a thing, because this action seemed a little childish.

"Why are you coming back?"

In this almost pitch-black room, other senses would be amplified infinitely, and Fu Zibai's voice suddenly seemed different from usual.

Yu Hesheng pursed his lips and was thinking about how to answer Fu Zibai's question. He seemed to see himself in Fu Zibai's body for a certain second.

Just such an answer, will it hurt Fu Zibai's self-esteem?A man's self-esteem, even in the eyes of Yu Hesheng, a fellow man, is somewhat incomprehensible.

Because he was in the dark, Yu Hesheng couldn't see Fu Zibai's faintly bright eyes.

After a long time, Fu Zibai waited for Yu Hesheng's answer, and said:

"Because I saw it."

In other words, what Yu Hesheng meant was that if he hadn't seen him tonight, then he wouldn't have come in, let alone sit with him on the ground and accompany him like he is now.

Almost instantly, the light in Fu Zibai's eyes disappeared.

And the thunder and lightning outside the window seemed to have not sounded for a while.

After all, he wanted to help Fu Zibai to bed, so the lights in the room turned on in the end.

"Thank you." Under the light, Fu Zibai's face was still a little pale, but his expression didn't look serious.

Yu Hesheng took the water glass from Fu Zibai's hand, shook his head, and headed towards the door.

He put his finger on the light switch, hesitated for a second, then turned his head and asked, "Do you want to keep the light?"

"Let's go."

Fu Zibai nodded.

So, after Yu Hesheng left, Fu Zibai's room was still bright.

Because, I just saw it.

Fu Zibai gently repeated what Yu Hesheng said just now, the corners of his mouth curled up inadvertently, and then quickly straightened.

He stretched out his hand and shook it vaguely in mid-air, as if he didn't grasp anything, and seemed to have everything in his hands.

"Yu Hesheng, you should like me later."

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Zibai put down his hand.

The rain outside the window seemed to have stopped. Fu Zibai lay flat on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

Yu Hesheng actually waited in the living room for a while, and then went back to his room. He didn't hear anything anymore. Presumably, Fu Zibai should have fallen asleep.

Lying on the bed, he looked at his index finger, which seemed to still have the temperature of Fu Zibai's fingertips.

It was a little strange, Yu Hesheng put his hand under the quilt in an instant, he shouldn't think about this, he just thought of Fu Zibai as a friend.

It's just that the temperature seems to be difficult to disappear for a while.