Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

The dark gray curtains shook slightly, the raindrops splashed the glass windows into a blur, and countless water droplets mixed into lines, scratching the windows to pieces.

Mu Nanyu walked to the window and stopped.

The lightning reflected Bai Jingtan's cold side face, his amber eyes were almost transparent, shining with a breathtaking light.But the lip color is also very light, almost sickly white, and there is a deep chill in the whole person, which makes people shrink back when they get close.

This look...much like when Bai Jingtan first entered the swimming pool.

Is he afraid of thunderstorms?

How is this possible? I never saw Bai Jingtan afraid of thunder when I was a child?

"Baijingtan, Baijingtan?"

He tugged at Bai Jingtan's wrist, and the body temperature of the other person was as cold as jade, which was bitingly cold.

"What's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?"

Bai Jingtan seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and looked at him with empty pupils. After staring at him for a while, he gradually regained his spirit, and slowly shook his head.

"I am fine."

His voice was dry and hoarse.

"It's cold, why don't you sleep at night, what are you doing standing by the window, thinking you are too healthy to catch a cold?"

Mu Nanyu gently tugged him helplessly.

"What's the matter, you sit on the bed and tell me, don't stand here. Even if the raindrops don't come in, the humidity here is heavy, which is not good for your health."

Bai Jingtan lowered his head halfway and did not say a word, but his tense hands gradually relaxed, like a big dog that has lost its soul, obediently followed Mu Nanyu to the bedside.

Mu Nanyu took his cold hand, pulled the quilt over, and wrapped it around him.

His shoulders leaned tightly on Bai Jingtan's arm, and he turned his face sideways.

"You can talk now."

The window of the hotel room is facing a river, and through the rain curtain, you can see the bright and shadowy bridge in the dark night.

Mu Nanyu glanced at it, then looked away, quietly watching Bai Jingtan, waiting for his answer.

The body temperature of the two gradually merged, and Bai Jingtan's face that was so cold finally showed some vitality.

"Did you see that bridge?"

"……Yes, got it."

A very ordinary bridge looks like a huge steel monster on a rainy night.

"My parents fell into the river and died in a thunderstorm because of a bridge construction accident."

Mu Nanyu froze for a moment, and instantly clenched the hand holding Bai Jingtan's palm.

"You said... Uncle and aunt, fell into the river and died?"

"Ah."

Mu Nanyu opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words to comfort Bai Jingtan, but he couldn't say a word when he saw the fragility and grief in Bai Jingtan's eyes.

No wonder Baijingtan is so afraid of water.

No wonder the next swimming pool complexion is deadly pale.

Instead, Bai Jingtan pulled out a forced smile and continued slowly.

"That was the summer vacation when I was about to go to elementary school. My parents, who were bridge designers, went to the construction site to inspect it in person that day and told me that they would not be able to come back until very late."

"I had dinner at home by myself. At night, it suddenly rained. I didn't dare to turn off the lights and go to bed alone, so I just watched TV in the living room and waited for them."

Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf were playing on the TV, and the cheerful theme song played very loudly, but it couldn't suppress the roar of thunder and rain outside.

The gust of wind howled in the room through the window, like the howling of a ghost.

Xiaobai Jingtan sat curled up on the sofa, hugging his knees with his hands, wrapped in a thin blanket, but his face was pale, and his limbs were cold.

It was already approaching midnight, no matter how busy Mom and Dad were at work, they would go home to accompany him at this point, why didn't they come back today?

He was staring at the TV screen blankly, but his ears were listening to the noise outside the house.

There seemed to be footsteps.

Are mom and dad back?

His eyes lit up, and he put on his slippers and lay down on the door to listen. The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the door.

There was a dull knock on the door.

Then came a strange male voice: "Is the kid Bai Jingtan at home?"

He was stunned for a moment, vigilantly did not respond, and stood on tiptoe to look into the cat's eyes.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor were already on, and there were several uncles in police uniforms standing outside the door, with their ID cards pinned to their pockets.

"Kid Baijingtan? Are you at home? We are the police, can you open the door?"

He opened the door, and the cold white light outside the door instantly enveloped him. The police uncle standing outside suddenly picked him up, patted him on the back and said something.

"Oh...it's so pitiful, the child is still so young."

what?

Pitiful?

Do you mean him?

Xiaobai Jingtan grabbed the policeman's uncle's clothes, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart. He looked over in a daze, and the policemen standing behind looked at him with sympathy and pity.

"Uncle policeman, where are my parents?"

He looked around anxiously.

He didn't get an answer, so he asked again, this time with a faint cry in his voice.

"Uncle, where are my parents? Why haven't they come back? My parents are good people and have never done anything bad. Why..."

"Little friend, we know that your parents are good people, they..."

The policeman who was holding him sighed and murmured, "It's a crime."

"Your parents have gone to a far away place, and there may be no way to come back."

Half an hour later, Xiaobai Jingtan sat in a police car and came to the messy broken bridge.

The heavy rain poured down, the construction site was muddy and messy, and the warning tape was everywhere. The red, red, blue and blue police car lights were on and off in the rain, and the wet and cold water vapor mixed with the smell of the soil rushed to the face.

It seems that there is still blood.

To the police's surprise, the child in the car didn't cry or make a fuss after learning the news of his parents' accidental death, but quietly asked to see their parents' remains.

"Little friend...here we are, can uncle hug you out of the car?"

The police carried Xiao Bai Jingtan out of the car door, and immediately someone came over to hold an umbrella, and when they learned that this was the orphan of the victim, they sighed.

"Oh...you lost your parents at such a young age, what a pity."

The edge of the broken bridge is full of broken reinforced concrete, and from time to time, falling stones are thrown into the raging river below, and are swallowed by the dark river in an instant.

In the open space on the side of the road, there was a row of stretchers covered with white cloth, and guards commanded them hoarsely beside them.

"There are still corpses that haven't been salvaged. Come on, let's make way, let's make way—stop me for taking pictures over there! When is the time, let's watch the fun!"

Little Bai Jingtan's face had lost all color.

There are only pouring rain, a piece of messy soil, and the turbulent river surface in the empty pupils, like a ferocious beast, which will tear him apart at any time.

The white cloth covering the corpse had already been drenched by the heavy rain.

The outline of a human face can be faintly seen below.

Among those motionless, dead wood-like, cold corpses were his parents.

His parents still held him in the morning and called him "Baby".

Still telling him "don't open the door to strangers casually".

He also promised him to "take him to the playground when he is free in a few days."

"Where are my parents?"

It must be a lie, how could my parents die?

Must be a hoax.

It's all deceptive.

The white cloth was lifted, and his eyes were wide open, his face was swollen and blue from the river water, and he could not rest in peace.

It was the faces of his parents that he was familiar with, but they were extremely strange.

"You're crazy, how can you let a child come and see?!"

"The child's parents are gone... Don't let him see the last side of his parents, this—"

There was a fishy sweetness in the mouth.

Only vague shouts remained in my ears.

"Oops, the child has fainted! Call 120 quickly, hurry—"