Chapter 299 (2/2)

She stopped again and again, ”forget it. The forced smile is not warm. I'd better come by myself.”

Jiang wucai smoked at the corner of his mouth and sat in the corner without talking.

Wen Jiu smiled, a little self deprecating.

No matter how hard it is, the heart will not be empty.

But now, just return to their original track, how can they not sleep like this.

The rain was getting heavier, the ground was muddy, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there were no pedestrians gradually.

Wen Jiu closed his eyes and took a nap. Suddenly, the carriage clicked. She and Jiang wucai both hit the carriage. They reached out to help each other. They just stabilized a little and knocked down sideways. Fortunately, they didn't hit their head.

”Brother Liang, are you all right?” Wen Jiu lifted the curtain and asked the coachman outside. It was too dark to see anything clearly.

The rain fell all over the sky, and the cold was deep to the bone.

”The carriage seems to be off axis.” the coachman surnamed Liang jumped out of the car, the wheels got stuck in the mud, got down and began to repair.

Wen Jiu saw that he had been stirring for a long time and the rain was heavy. He opened the curtain, leaned out of the window and said to him, ”it's raining so hard. Don't repair it first. Come up to take shelter from the rain.”

The coachman looked up and wiped the rain on his face. ”It's a little troublesome. I'm afraid it can't be repaired for a while.”

”It doesn't matter.” Wen Jiu said, ”this is outside the Bafang city. You'll be there after a walk. Please wait in the carriage. I'll send someone to help you when I get back to the city.”

The coachman said, ”such a heavy rain...”

Warm wine smiled, ”your heart is like an arrow. This four or five miles is nothing.”

Jiang wucai didn't say anything. He lit a paper lantern, got off the carriage and waited for her with an oil paper umbrella.

The wind blew the lights out.

Warm wine rubbed Jiang's flawless face, which was purple with cold, ”let's go.”

Although the four or five mile road is not far away, it is difficult to walk on this rainy night. Wenjiu Tongjiang has no time to walk. I don't know how long, his clothes are wet and his cold complexion turns white.

She took a deep breath, comforted Jiang Wuxian and said, ”it's coming.”

Jiang wucai had no color of joy, but said faintly: ”the last corner, the last corner, and the last corner, you say so.”

Warm wine choked. ”It's almost here, but you're too slow.”

Jiang has no time to look at her and his eyes are full of words.

I also know that the sentence ”coming” of warm wine is to appease her or to make myself hold on for a while.

It takes a lot of strength to pull out the shoes when they are stuck in the mud, not to mention the broken stones all over the ground, which makes your feet ache. It's very difficult to walk this section of the road.

Before long, the lanterns were also watered out by the wind and rain.

They stood in the wind and rain and looked at each other with stiff faces.

Wen Jiu sighed, ”throw it away.”

As soon as Jiang has no time to let go, the lantern is blown away by the wind. They are both thin girls. They can be blown away by the wind without mixing with each other.

Wen Jiu bit his teeth and said, ”it's coming.”

Jiang has no time to talk at all.

Turning the corner and stepping on the puddle, she didn't know how much mud was on her shoes. Wenjiu finally saw the send Jun Pavilion outside the city. She stopped to lift her sleeve and wipe the rain on her face, ”this time is really coming. The send Jun Pavilion is only a mile away from the city gate.”

Jiang has no time to hold her. ”Shopkeeper Wen wants to take shelter from the rain in the pavilion.”

Warm wine nodded, ”go and have a rest.”

They are lucky that they have walked so far and haven't gone in the wrong direction.

Warm wine is coming all the way. In fact, I don't have a bottom in my heart. I tell myself again and again that I didn't go wrong.

Four or five steps outside the pavilion, Wen Jiucai saw someone in the pavilion, a 13-year-old girl, wearing a pink jacket, with her back to them, sitting on a stone table eating sugar gourd and swinging her legs gently.

Lightning and thunder lit up the girl's face on a rainy night.

Wen Jiu stood on the steps and said in surprise, ”pearl? How did you get outside the city so late?”

The girl turned around and didn't say a word,] with a few silver needles between her fingertips, the brush shot at the warm wine face doo