White of Rebirth

The rain was pattering down, dripping into the small puddles that were already full, creating circles of ripples and splashes.Looking at the whole world from a distance, it seems to be separated by layers of white gauze. The scenery in front of me is blurry. They have all returned home, and the whole family is sitting and eating simple but warm meals, laughing and laughing with their family members, completely unaffected by the downpour outside the house.Except for the sound of rainwater dripping, the entire street was surprisingly quiet.

On the empty street, there was a small fuzzy figure with arms around his whole body, squatting in an unknown corner, his clothes were soaked, cold rain dripped from his head, and quickly flowed to every part of his body. In the corner, the cold little body kept trembling, his eyes were tightly closed, and his little mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he was calling someone's name anxiously.

Murong Linfeng trotted in a hurry while looking around, opened and closed his thin mouth and called 'Xiaobai', the dazed Xiaobai seemed to hear his master calling him, so he opened his eyes weakly, staggering stand up.

Xiao Bai raised his eyes and saw that the surroundings were misty, and the sound of rain hitting the ground was in his ears, and he couldn't tell from which direction Murong Linfeng's voice came from.However, he still walked out of the inconspicuous corner slowly and walked towards the spacious street.

Every time Xiaobai takes a small step, he feels that his feet are very heavy, and his head is not working well. He only realizes that the master is calling him, and with this small step, he gradually grows tall and straight. The figure walked away.

Murong Linfeng finally caught sight of it with sharp eyes. The small figure in Tsing Yi walked towards him and immediately ran over quickly, and found that it was really Xiaobai. Murong Linfeng's heart that had been hanging high can finally return to the original place with confidence, tense His facial features also slowly relaxed.

On the windy and rainy street, Murong Linfeng tightly hugged Xiaobai, who was standing unsteadily, and said nervously: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you bad boy, why did you disappear when you turned around and came back as a teacher?" Well, you know how worried Master is about you..." As Murong Linfeng said, he felt Xiaobai slipping down from his embrace as if his whole body lost strength.

Murong Linfeng quickly picked up Xiaobai's body, hugged Xiaobai whole, stretched out his hand to caress Xiaobai's face and said anxiously: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaobai reluctantly opened his eyes, and saw that his master, whom he had been thinking about all the time, was looking at him with a worried face, and his mouth was opening and closing, not knowing what he was talking about.

Xiaobai moved his pale but fiery cheeks towards Murong Linfeng's cold cheeks, and said while rubbing, "Master... where did you go, master... Xiaobai misses you so much, master..." As soon as Xiaobai finished speaking, he Immediately hung his little head weakly.No matter how much Ren Murong Linfeng shook, he didn't respond.

As soon as Murong Linfeng touched Xiaobai's scorching cheeks, he knew that Xiaobai's body must not be able to take it anymore after being drenched in the rain for so long. He must have a cold and a fever.

Putting his forehead softly against his forehead, he said to Xiaobai: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, as a teacher, I will never leave Xiaobai alone again." Then he hugged Xiaobai tightly with both hands, and then turned towards Xiaobai. Lingbo left Yanqing Restaurant quickly.

Murong Linfeng hugged Xiaobai, and as soon as he stepped into Yanqing Restaurant, he saw Zhuzi hurriedly greet him and said: "...the hot water has been boiled and put in the guest room."

Murong Linfeng said to Zhuzi expressionlessly: "Prepare some ginger soup and bring it up later, and go outside to buy some astragalus and echinacea, add three bowls of water to make a bowl and bring it up."

Back in the house, Murong Linfeng quickly took off his hands, Xiaobai was covered with wet clothes like himself, and then carried Xiaobai into the bathtub full of hot water.

The bathtub can't hold the volume of two people at once, and the excess hot water can't hold it, so it overflows to the surroundings.Murong Linfeng leaned Xiaobai firmly on his body, picked up a bath towel and dipped it in hot water to wipe Xiaobai's face.Lifting up the hair on Xiaobai's forehead, he found a gash on Xiaobai's forehead that was cut by a sharp object, and the wound had been washed white by the rain.

Murong Linfeng saw the wound on Xiaobai's smooth forehead, stopped his hands, and felt his heart stagnate.Then slowly picked up the bath towel and scrubbed Xiaobai's neck, shoulders, and chest...

When I picked up Xiaobai's little hand and prepared to wash it, there were also tiny wounds on the palm after rubbing, which I couldn't see unless I looked carefully.

Murong Linfeng looked at it, picked up Xiaobai's palm, licked those wounds with the tip of his tongue, and said in a low voice: "Hey...you little guy who doesn't take good care of himself, I should take you what to do."

Then carefully washed Xiaobai's whole body, Xiaobai who stayed in the hot water gradually stopped shivering because of the cold.Murong Linfeng washed himself casually for the first time, then picked up Xiaobai and stepped out of the bathtub, and walked to the bed with a brand new, clean and thick quilt that had been prepared earlier.