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The surrounding walls block the wind, but they cannot completely isolate the cold air.

The wet clothes were gradually taking away the heat from his body, Chen Ci curled up his knees, embraced him with his arms, and sat quietly in the darkness.

Do you want to wait here until the rain stops?

Fu Tianhe looked at the sky outside, feeling a little worried.

They originally planned to make a quick decision, and went back immediately after helping the matches, and did not bring much camping equipment. Now they are trapped in the rain, and if they rest at night, they may catch cold and get sick.

Sure enough, the plan can't keep up with the changes.

Fu Tianhe suddenly remembered something, he stood up and opened the seat of the motorcycle, flipped inside, and found a worn-out rain cape.

Fu Tianhe shook off the dust on the poncho, and felt relieved when he saw that it only had a few small holes on the chest.

can be used.

"September, let's go find matches." Fu Tianhe turned his head and said, "The rain won't stop for a while. If you sleep here, you're likely to get sick. It won't be long before I ride a motorcycle."

With rain ponchos, they can also ride directly back to Chensha, but it is a little farther, and it will take nearly four hours.

Fu Tianhe felt that he might be drenched to death on the way.

Chen Ci thought for a while. Although he had rejected Lal's invitation to go back together, he didn't want to spend the rest of the time wet, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

Fu Tianhe made sure that the energy of the motorcycle was enough, pushed the motorcycle to the door, rode on it, propped it up with one leg, and put on a raincoat somewhat unfamiliarly.

When Chen Ci stepped into the back seat, he had to wear a hard hat. Fu Tianhe turned his head and said, "It's just a raincoat. You have to get in the back. There may not be enough space for wearing a hat."

Chen Ci heard the words, lifted the hem of the poncho, and got in with his upper body.

The space became cramped in an instant, and he could only stick to Fu Tianhe's body tightly, and it was really not suitable for him to wear a hard hat.

But now that he got into the rain poncho, he didn't need a hat to cover the rain, as long as Fu Tianhe didn't make a mistake and dropped him.

"Is it possible?" Fu Tianhe asked, this would require Jiuyue to stick to his body, he was afraid that the boy would feel uncomfortable.

After all, even to slap Mom, Jiuyue had to put paper in her hand.

"Yes." The voice of the statement came from under the poncho, a bit muffled.

"Okay then, let's go if there is no problem." Fu Tianhe put on the hood, and the virtual screen unfolded in front of his eyes, showing the location of Lal's camp on the map.

The engine started booming, the exhaust pipe squeaked, Fu Tianhe turned the accelerator, and the motorcycle drove out of the eaves and into the rain.

The entire statement was stuck on Fu Tianhe's back, and the space inside the poncho was so small that he had no place to put his arms, so he could only hug Fu Tianhe.

The rain was crackling on the plastic poncho, the sound was extremely loud, and the wind was howling, but in the small enclosed environment created by Alpha's body and poncho, it was slightly warm.

The wind and rain are blocked outside.

Chen Ci's forehead was pressed against Fu Tianhe, and he could clearly feel the hardness of the spine under the skin and muscles. His clothes were wet, and that small area was gradually being warmed by Chen Ci's skin.

This is an unprecedented strange feeling.

The sound of the rain hitting the top of the head, the roar of the engine and the constant sound of the wind made Chen Ci feel that everything was so quiet.

It was so quiet that he could hear Fu Tianhe's heartbeat, which was steady and powerful.

It seemed that there were only the two of them left in the whole world. Chen Ci couldn't see the outside scene, and he also put away his mental power, so that the five senses were trapped in this small space.

The drowsy sense of security is incomparable even in the warmest and quietest bed.

He closed his eyes, unknowingly, a little tired.

Fu Tianhe squinted, his face was covered with rain.

The poncho has a hood, which is good, but when the car is driving forward, it is equivalent to hitting his face directly on the raindrops, and the hood can't stop him at all.

The rain pooled in a stream on his face, ran down his chin and neck, and sank into the neckline.

The clothes on Fu Tianhe's chest were already wet from inside to outside.

But he didn't feel how hard it was.

Before that, Fu Tianhe seldom came outside the beacon, let alone cycling in rainy days. The bad road conditions were made more difficult by the mud, and the speed made the wind and rain become swift and violent, and wiped off his head and face.The so-called poncho can only protect his back, thighs, and the statement on the seat from getting wet.

But that's enough.

Chen Ci embraced him, grasping each other with both hands, and pressed his cheek against his back, quietly motionless.

The place where they are close together conveys warmth to Fu Tianhe's whole body.

Well, maybe the real enthusiasm comes from the bottom of my heart.

Fu Tianhe has never felt so clearly that he is being relied on by others.

Once he curled up in his mother's arms and wept, finding a little comfort in the delirious pain and blood, but now, after many, many years, he seems to be able to take on the responsibility of protecting someone.

The rain hit the golden pupils, failing to elicit the normal blink reflex, it slid along the surface to the eye sockets, and finally slipped from the corner of Fu Tianhe's eyes, like a drop of tears submerged in countless wind and rain.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Tianhe felt that the hands around his waist were relaxing little by little.

This is not a good sign.

Chen Ci was still lying heavily on his back, making no sound, Fu Tianhe freed his hand to twist the accelerator, and patted Chen Ci through the poncho.

"Don't sleep." Fu Tianhe raised his voice, "We'll be there soon."

Chen Ci was dazedly awakened by his patting, subconsciously tightening his loosened hands again, it is really dangerous to fall asleep on the back seat of the motorcycle, it would be bad if he accidentally fell off.

Chen Ci hummed and cheered up.

The red dot on the virtual screen is very close.

The road that had been there before, because the rain seemed a little unfamiliar, Fu Tianhe drove straight into the camp, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

After more than four hours of trekking, Lal finally led everyone back home.

"Who!" Everyone who had finally regained their freedom stood up one after another, and picked up their weapons vigilantly.

"It's us." Fu Tianhe braked to stop the car. He took off his rain cape and hood, and looked at Lal, "It's raining too hard, so I can only come to find you."

"It turned out to be two benefactors. Come here quickly." Lal breathed a sigh of relief. Now that everyone is suffering from hunger and cold, it will be difficult to deal with any accidents.

Matchstick rushed out from the crowd, and she ran halfway, then quickly turned back, took an old umbrella and opened it, and covered their heads.

Chen Ci lifted off the poncho and slowly got out.

Matchstick worked hard to step on her feet, covering the rain for the statement who was much taller than her.

Fu Tianhe pushed the car to a shelter from the rain, and then he untied the tie on the neckline of the poncho and took it off.

He was soaked from the front of his clothes to his trousers, and his whole body seemed to have just been washed in water.

Lal asked someone to bring dry clothes: "You two benefactors, please change into your clothes first, so as not to catch a cold again. It's not very good, I hope you don't dislike it."

"Okay." Fu Tianhe handed the poncho to other scavengers to dry, and smiled, "Thank you."

"It is we who want to thank you two."

Lal and the others had just come back for more than ten minutes. They put the supplies on the ground casually, intending to wait for a rest before tidying up. The crowd had already lit several bonfires, and they sat around in groups of threes and twos to keep warm.

They marched for more than four hours in the rain, and they were already soaked, hot soup was boiling in the pot, and those who were in good condition went to do physical examinations for their compatriots.

Lal led the two of them to a room specifically: "The two benefactors will rest here today, and the fire will be lit soon."

The matchstick came with the fuel and the stove and put it in the middle of the room.

She took out the locator that Fu Tianhe had given her earlier from her pocket, handed it to Alpha, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll return this to you."

"Hurry up and drink water and eat something." Fu Tianhe took the locator, "Let's just rest here."

Matchstick nodded, knowing that Fu Tianhe and Chen Ci would change their clothes and leave the room to drink water and eat.

"Huh—" Fu Tianhe breathed a long sigh of relief, never mind anything else, at least now there are dry clothes and a fire.

He picked up the clothes that Lal had found, some worn out but very clean.

Of course, there is no room for picking and choosing at this time, but fortunately Jiuyue is not coquettish, so she took the clothes without saying anything.

Fu Tianhe turned his back and took off his shirt in two or three strokes.

The rain poured in from the neckline, along the neck, through the collarbone and chest, over the thin waist, and finally all into the waist of his trousers.

Fu Tianhe wrung out the water on his shirt, wiped off the water on his body with his shirt, and then put on clean clothes.

It immediately warmed up a lot.

The same goes for the pants, Fu Tianhe took off all of them without any burden, except for the underwear.

He thought about it seriously, as if it was a bit difficult to dry by body heat, he planned to seize the time to dry his underwear first.

It happened that the fire also rose.

Fu Tianhe turned around tentatively, and Chen Ci had just changed his clothes.

The cuffs and hem of the brown singlet have rough slits and raw edges, which have been washed and discolored for a long time, but they have faded from being ordinary when worn on Chen Yi, and it looks like a specially designed fashion item.

Fu Tianhe couldn't help feeling that he was really good-looking, even wearing a sack on his body was pleasing to the eye.

He pinched the back of his wet underwear behind his back, embarrassed to take it out: "Well, my underwear is wet, can I bake it first?"

Chen Ci didn't know why Fu Tianhe had to ask him: "Okay."

Only then did Fu Tianhe put his hands in front of him, and began to roast his underwear by the stove.

The inside of the statement was also wet, but he hid under the poncho all the way, so he didn't get wet again, and it dried up almost as soon as it warmed up a little.

Chen Ci sat around the fire with his hands on his knees, quietly warming himself by the fire.

Fu Tianhe's face was turned into a warm orange by the flames, covering up the abnormal crimson color on his cheeks.

After roasting for 2 minutes, it was still wet. He couldn't help complaining that the fire wasn't strong enough. It would be too embarrassing to bake the panties in front of an Omega in September!

Fortunately, he usually pays more attention to personal hygiene, unlike some Alphas who get dirty.

silence.

From the perspective of the statement, the usual silence made Fu Tianhe feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Until there was a bang, the window was blown open.

The wind rushed in and immediately slanted the flames.

Fu Tianhe got up immediately, and as soon as he took a step, he felt something was wrong.

The trousers Lal found were loose, without the restraint of the fabric, and his thing naturally swung back and forth with his steps, so strange that Fu Tianhe subconsciously clamped his legs.

He looked down, provoking.

I probably won’t watch it in September, I shouldn’t be able to see it, I shouldn’t even bother to watch it...

Fu Tianhe meditated in his heart, calmed down, walked to the window in a rather awkward posture, closed the window again, and came back with his legs intertwined.

He sat down quickly and pretended nothing happened.