Chapter 34 Thunderstorm Night

When Xie Hong returned to the room, it was already dark outside and he could not see his fingers. It was the first time that Xie Hong had seen such a heavy thunderstorm in half a year since he came to this era. Before the rain had fallen, the momentum was already amazing.

The Dong family is a big family, so naturally they will not even save lights like the Xie family. There are not only oil lamps in Xie Hong's room, but also a few candles. Seeing this, Xie Hong was quite intimate. Candles are much more expensive than lamp oil. It was really rare after he came to this era.

Since the lighting is fine, Xie Hong plans to start working. The thing he plans to do is quite complicated, and the difficulty of making may be greater than the previous music box. Xie Hong feels that it is necessary to hurry up. He doesn't want the things to be made, but Doctor Gu has already returned to the capital.

While he was busy, a strong wind suddenly blew open the window, blew out the oil lamp, and the room fell into darkness again. Xie Hong got up and closed the window, but saw a silver snake dancing in the sky, and a flash of lightning illuminated the earth in an instant. Then, the roar of thunder also resounded between the heaven and earth, like the sound of war drums coming from ancient times, one after another, uninterrupted.

However, Xie Hong seemed to have heard other sounds. He listened with his ears. In the gap between the thunder, the sound... was clearly Qing'er's scream! Xie Hong was shocked and went out of the window without waiting to go out, and went straight to Qing'er's room.

Qing'er's room was next door, and Xie Hong rushed over in a few steps. When he opened the door, the room was pitch black. The lightning flashed from time to time outside made Xie Hong see the little girl effortlessly.

The little girl hugged her head and hid in the corner, trembling. Her appearance was so pitiful that it made Xie Hong's heart feel like she was being squeezed by something, and it hurts heartbroken.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, I'm here." Although I don't know what happened, which made Qing'er so scared, the most important thing now is to comfort the little girl. Xie Hong quickly stepped forward and said softly.

"Wow..." Seeing Xie Hong, Qing'er found a support and threw herself into his arms and cried out: "Brother Hong, Qing'er is so scared, the thunder... so scary..."

It turned out that Qing'er was afraid of thunder. After knowing the whole story, Xie Hong breathed a little relieved. He comforted softly: "Qing'er is not afraid, there is a brother here."

"Well..." The voice was low, and Xie Hong felt that the little man in his arms no longer tremble and his body was not so stiff. However, the little girl's hands were still hugging her, as if she was afraid that she would lose her support once she let go.

The thunder continued to roar, and the raindrops as big as soybeans were blown by the wind on the window frame, making a rapid sound. Xie Hong knew that such heavy rain would not end soon, so he could not leave Qing'er alone here. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Qing'er, go to my brother's room."

When he said this, Xie Hong blushed a little. Although it was to make the little girl no longer afraid, he still felt that when he said this, he seemed to have become a strange girl who cheated on her.

"Yeah." The answer was still soft and almost inaudible, but the tone was firm without hesitation.

When she returned to her room and locked the doors and windows, Xie Hong found that she could not do anything. Because Qing'er could not leave him for a moment, after he closed the window for a while, the little girl trembled again. Xie Hong, who felt sorry for the little girl, had to hold her and sit on the bed.

Qing'er's body was soft and warm. After a while, Xie Hong felt a little distracted. This would not work. He had to find something to distract himself. He was a craftsman, not a beast.

"Has Qing'er been afraid of thunder before?" Xie Hong had never encountered thunderstorms after traveling through time, so this was the first time he knew that the little girl was so afraid of thunder.

"Um……"

“When did it start?”

"When Qing'er was very young, it was very dark... the rain was very heavy... the thunder was terrible... dad... mom... gone..." Lying in Brother Hong's warm embrace, the little girl also relaxed. When she heard Xie Hong's question, the little girl recalled intermittently, and said something like a dream.

Speaking of later, Qing'er seemed to remember the terrifying scene in her memory. Although she was not trembling with fear again, she started to cry sadly.

"Don't be afraid of Qing'er, I'm here." Xie Hong hurriedly comforted the little girl with a soft voice, but was shocked. He had no idea about Qing'er's life experience, and even his mother was vague. It seemed that it was Xie's father suddenly brought back one day, and then the Xie family moved out of his hometown in Nanzhili and traveled thousands of miles to this border town.

Xie Hong once heard from his mother that the night when Qing'er arrived at Xie's house was a thunderstorm, maybe...

Only Xie's father knew about Qing'er's life experience, but the old man passed away very early. Xie Hong thought he would never know about this anymore. Unexpectedly, Qing'er still had some memories. But it would be fine if this memory was not needed. Xie Hong looked down at the little girl's face with pear blossoms, and felt pity in her heart, and could not ask for any words later.

"Brother Hong, don't leave Qing'er, Qing'er will always be very obedient." The little girl suddenly raised her face and said in a pitiful tone.

"Qing'er is the most obedient, don't worry, brother, why are you willing to leave you?" Gently wiped away the crystal tears from the little face, and the softest part in Xie Hong's heart was touched. Yes, how could he bear it? This little girl is the reason why she came to this era. Her appearance was to protect her and prevent her from suffering any grievances.

"The gentle Qing'er, the hardworking Qing'er, the crying Qing'er, the little girl, you are your brother's little angel, and your brother will always protect Qing'er." Xie Hong couldn't help but said softly.

"Really?" At that moment, another light flashed outside the window. Xie Hong clearly saw the glow on the little girl's face, "Brother Hong, you are so good..." Qing'er was very happy, lowered her head and leaned gently on Xie Hong's chest.

It was already late at night, and Xie Hong felt tired all day. However, the rain was still falling, leaving Qing'er alone in the house, and Xie Hong was worried. So... Xie Hong was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Hong, are you tired?" Qing'er was a sensible little girl, and she could see Xie Hong's fatigue.

"Uh, it's okay..." Xie Hong was very at a loss.

"Brother Hong, let's take a break early." Qing'er's face was red, her voice was small, but she was very determined. As she said that, she turned around and spread the quilt.

Someone made a bed and warmed it. This was Xie Hong's highest dream in his previous life, no doubt about it. But when he was really immersed, Xie Hong's performance was very bad, lying straight on the bed, his body was hard.

The small body in his arms was still so soft and warm. However, when Qing'er's delicate breathing sounded in his ears and the heat lingered on his neck, Xie Hong was under even greater pressure.

"Brother Hong, don't you like Qing'er?" the little girl asked suddenly.

"How could it be? Brother likes Qing'er the most." Yes, just talk, Xie Hong relaxed a little.

"Then... Qing'er is already Brother Hong's person. If... Brother Hong wants... Qing'er... would be very happy..." In the gap of thunder, a gentle voice appeared and heard in Xie Hong's ears, it seemed like a bigger thunderbolt, hitting him.

"This..., that..." Xie Hong fell into a state of chaos. The pride of craftsman disappeared. He was talking nonsense in his mouth, but he didn't know what he wanted to say. Do you like Qing'er? Of course he liked it, but Qing'er was too young to be a beast.

"Does Brother Hong dislike Qing'er?" After saying the words just now, Qing'er felt that her face was so hot. She thought she was too bad. How could she say such words? But the person who spoke was Brother Hong, so... it didn't seem that bad? But why did Brother Hong... dislike him? Qing'er's voice was filled with a hint of resentment.

Xie Hong keenly captured this resentment. He forgot his nervousness and hurriedly explained: "No, it's Qing'er who is too young."

Too young? Qing'er felt very wronged. She was obviously thirteen years old and could get married. Brother Hong lied to others, and the little girl's eyes turned red again.

Isn't it? You can't say it even if you are too young? Xie Hong was so angry that he explained in a panic: "It's not that he dislikes Qing'er, but the book says that girls should grow up to get married, which is good for their bodies. Well, being too young is harmful to their bodies, yes! That's it. When Qing'er grows up in a few years, my brother will marry Qing'er, okay?"

The nonsense explanation was effective, but I didn't know that the sentence touched the little girl. The tears that were rolling in her eyes disappeared. Xie Hong saw that Qing'er's face was blushing and buried her head in her arms.

Wow, is this craftsman still very good at speaking? After traveling through time, his expression ability seems to have increased, and Xie Hong expressed his gratitude for this.

"Brother Hong is pitying Qing'er." The little girl who leaned in the warmest embrace and got the promise was very relieved. The thunder outside was still very loud, but Qing'er was not afraid at all.

The rain has not stopped, people have not yet sleep, and the night is longer.
Chapter completed!