Leng Sichen woke up suddenly.

"Woo...Achen is not afraid, Achen is not afraid!" Xia Yuxun's sobbing voice came from the cabinet.

Leng Sichen opened the door of the cabinet. She curled up in the corner and trembled all over. She found that the door was opened. Just about to reach out and pull the door closed, she retracted again by a thunder.

Scared like this, but still comforting the pillow in his arms stupidly.

So stupid, so stupid that he couldn't breathe.

"Xiaoxun, don't be afraid, come here..." Leng Sichen cautiously coaxed.

God knows, looking at her like this, he couldn't wait to pull her into his arms and coax her with pain, but he was even more afraid that his recklessness would startle her.

"Achen, Achen, don't ignore me..." she called out in despair, abandoned by the world.

"I'm here, Kaoru..." He eagerly wanted to tell her of his existence, but she was immersed in her own world and did not respond at all.

He was right in front of her, but she couldn't see him.

She would rather hug a lifeless pillow than trust him anymore.

After betting on all the trust, she felt that everything was lost. She couldn't stand the second time, so she chose not to believe it anymore.

Therefore, she did not dare to hold the hand that came over.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the house, light and shadow intertwined, tearing the silence of the night in an instant.

She was just three steps away from him, covering her ears helplessly and screaming.

The distance of three steps lay between the two as deep as a cliff. She didn't dare to cross, he couldn't bear the persecution.

Leng Sichen sat down weakly on the floor, leaning his back against the end of the bed, his stomach cramps worsened, and bleeding from the wound on his forehead.

"Ah -" Xia Yuxun looked at the man with bleeding on his forehead, making his face pale in shock.

"Xiao Xun, don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me..." Leng Sichen held her hand unbearably, while she struggled frantically.

He was afraid that she would choose to hurt herself as Nangonglin said, if she couldn't resist, he had to gradually let go of her and let her shrink to a corner further away from him.

The two were in a stalemate, for a long time...

She was enduring despair and panic. He could only watch and couldn't do anything, even what he did was hurt.

Leng Sichen inserted his hands into his hair painfully, swept by an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

"Xiao Kaoru... don't be like this... please..."

The only response to him was she sobbed and sobbed in panic.

In any case, at least he can't fall anymore.

Leng Sichen stood up, trying to find stomach medicine.

Xia Yuxun raised her head with her small face buried in the pillow, her eyelashes trembling.

Is he leaving?

Rumble—Outside the window, there was a thunder and lightning.

As soon as Leng Sichen turned around, he suddenly jumped up with a completely unexpected softness. His footsteps were unstable and he fell directly onto the bed behind him.

The little woman who fell in his arms was clutching his white shirt tightly, her big eyes fluttering in the dark with an abandoned look, and she looked at him grievously and accusingly, her body trembling.

"Xiao Xun..." Leng Sichen's voice was extremely hoarse and excited.

Boom

"Ah—" Xia Yuxun screamed, covering her ears.

"Xiao Xun, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay..." Leng Sichen's eyes were slightly moist, letting her lie on her chest.

He sat up a little, and she immediately hugged him in panic.

"Don't be afraid, I won't go." Leng Sichen bent over to take off her shoes and socks, then pulled her to lie down, and covered her with the quilt next to her.