Tang Yaoyao's voice was very uncoordinated, with a tremor and stuttering.
She despised herself for this, but she couldn't help but feel afraid.
The moment I close my eyes, all I see in my mind is her stunningly beautiful face, shattered into pieces by lightning...
This is a fear she can never face.
She instinctively tightened her arms around his neck, and slowly, a sense of security began to rise within her, but she still couldn't calm her chaotic thoughts.
Xiao Jinhan frowned, his breathing becoming heavy.
Having grown accustomed to being alone for many years and not touching anyone, her body subconsciously developed a sense of rejection, and she said indifferently, "Tang Yaoyao, get off."
This time, he called her by her full name.
Tang Yaoyao shook her head firmly and said urgently, "No! I won't go down!"
Boom—
Another clap of thunder startled her so much that she quickly closed her eyes, wishing she had magic to shut off her ears.
However, even with her eyes closed, she was still terrified when the white flash of lightning passed, and could only hug him tightly again to find a sense of security.
It was at this moment that she slowly came to understand.
Why was she holding him so tightly during the thunder and lightning?
Because, subconsciously, she believed that in her past life, when she was struck by lightning during her tribulation, the heavens were determined to kill her.
She did die, but her soul was reborn. So, every time there was thunder, she believed that God had discovered her desperate struggle for survival and was determined to strike her so hard that her soul would be scattered to the winds.
If she were killed instantly by the chop, that would be fine, but if her face were also disfigured and her spirit saw it, that would be a fear that she could never erase for all eternity.
I always felt that if I held someone in my arms, when lightning struck again, she would have a 50% chance of surviving.
There's also a possibility that they both died...
As she thought this, her small body trembled slightly. She bit her lip, trying her best to control the fear, but to no avail. She could only hug him tightly, searching for that faint sense of security.
Xiao Jinhan felt like he was being choked and couldn't breathe. His expression was cold and stern, but his deep voice suddenly softened slightly: "It's just thunder, don't be afraid."
"This is the most frightening thing in the world..."
Xiao Jinhan frowned but remained silent. From his perspective, he couldn't understand why a normal person would be afraid of thunder.
Perhaps it is out of fear that I become vulnerable at this moment, longing for the embrace of my benefactor, and for everything before I became an immortal.
He couldn't help but murmur, "My benefactor..."
Xiao Jinhan frowned deeply this time and threw her onto the bed.
"Hmm—"
At the same time, another clap of thunder sounded.
Tang Yaoyao felt extremely insecure. At this moment, her face turned pale. When she looked up at him, her usual alluring and charming demeanor was gone. Her eyes were red and misty, making her look very pitiful.
He took a deep breath, remained silent for a few seconds, and then pulled back the covers.
Before her eyes, he lay down, and in her dazed state, stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace.
He was tall and strong, his chest almost completely enveloping her small body.
Besides the smell of dust from the rain, her breath carried his unique and pleasant scent, which was even more pronounced than usual after his shower, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Tang Yaoyao: "..."
She was shocked; at that moment, she didn't know what words to use to describe her feelings.
He put one arm around the back of her head and wrapped it around her shoulder, while with the other hand, he turned her to face him, so that she could hide in his arms. His large hand rested on her back, and he remained motionless.
He was such a cold and indifferent person, yet she could hear his heartbeat. The rhythm of his heartbeat was perfectly steady, quiet and still, as if he were only protecting her for this moment. Even the breath he exhaled was cold and abstinent.
This man actually hugged her in such an intimate way?
There had been one or two unintentional, light hugs before, but they weren't his intention. This time...
But seriously, if lightning were to strike like that, it definitely wouldn't hit her.
Although, from a scientific point of view, since she was holding him tightly, even if she were to strike him, they would both die stiff.
However, she felt a sense of peace inside, and it seemed that she was no longer afraid at all.
Slowly, she said, "Xiao Jinhan, thank you."
At that moment, she sensed that his body stiffened for a brief instant, nothing more.
After she was no longer afraid, she slowly discovered that thunderstorms were perfect for falling asleep, and soon she drifted off to sleep.
...
The next day.
Tang Yaoyao slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and stretched.
She glanced at her pillow, feeling like she'd forgotten something, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. However, she'd slept soundly last night, without even a single dream.
If you can't remember something, just stop thinking about it for now.
After washing up and going downstairs, I found that breakfast was already prepared. I ate a delicious breakfast, sat down on the sofa, and took out my phone to browse Weibo posts about Yisha.
Just then, she heard footsteps and slowly raised her head. It was Jiang Ci, who had just returned from outside.
She smiled lazily and asked, "Brother Jiang, would you be free to take me back to the film set?"
I feel incredibly refreshed and relaxed all over; all I want to do is get back to filming.
Jiang Ci nodded: "Yes."
Then, he drove the car that represented Xiao Jinhan.
Tang Yaoyao: "...Brother Jiang, have you ever learned the word 'low-key'?"
She was about to become a spokesperson for Yisha, and she didn't want to have any more scandals with Xiao Laosi at this time.
Afterwards, Jiang Ci drove a very inconspicuous car and took her back to the film set.
Thirty minutes later, the car arrived at the film set.
Tang Yaoyao unbuckled her seatbelt, turned her head to look at him, her smile as charming as the blazing sun, her lips curled up, her voice low and husky: "I haven't seen Fourth Master Xiao since early this morning, please give me a message after you get back, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Ci felt a chill run down his spine. When he returned after finishing his business, he saw that Fourth Master had entered her room and never came out again.
The pitiful girl begged for mercy: "Brother Yao, please don't call me that anymore, Fourth Master will kill me. Tell me, what is it..."
Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow. Since he had already called him "Brother Yao," he was probably one of their own. She bypassed him and said instead, "The next time you see a doctor, you'll need to have acupuncture. Fourth Master, you'll have to bear with it."
Master Zha Si?
The scene was somewhat frightening...
After Tang Yaoyao got out of the car, she saw Su Mei running towards her. She casually asked, "What's that rustling sound?"
"We're filming a rain scene, Yao-ge, you..." As she spoke, she moved closer, sniffed, and exclaimed as if discovering a new continent, "Huh? Why do you smell like a man?"
Tang Yaoyao: "...A scene in the rain?"
Suddenly, she remembered last night.
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