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

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

Should we wait here until the rain stops?

Fu Tianhe looked at the sky outside and felt a little worried.

They had originally planned to finish the task quickly and return immediately after helping with Matchstick, and they did not bring much camping equipment with them. Now they were trapped in the rain, and if they rested there at night, they might catch a cold and get sick.

It turns out that plans cannot keep up with changes.

Fu Tianhe suddenly remembered something. He stood up, lifted the seat of the motorcycle, turned to the innermost part, and indeed found a tattered raincoat.

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

It works.

"Jiuyue, let's go find some matchsticks." Fu Tianhe turned around and said, "The rain won't stop anytime soon. If we sleep here, we might get sick. I can ride my motorcycle over there in no time."

With the raincoats, they could also ride directly back to Cinnabar, but it was a little far and would take nearly four hours.

Fu Tianhe felt that he might get soaked to death on the way.

Chen Ci thought about it. Although he had previously rejected Lal's invitation to go back with him, he didn't want to continue spending the rest of the time wet, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

Fu Tianhe made sure the motorcycle had enough power, pushed it to the door, got on it, propped himself up with one leg, and put on his raincoat somewhat awkwardly.

Chen Ci got on the back seat and was about to put on his helmet. Fu Tianhe turned around and said, "It's just a raincoat. You have to get to the back. There might not be enough space with the hat on."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ci lifted the hem of his raincoat and inserted his entire upper body inside.

The space suddenly became cramped and he could only stick close to Fu Tianhe's body. It was indeed not suitable for him to wear a safety helmet.

But now he can just get into the raincoat and doesn't need a hat to protect him from the rain. All he needs to do is not make any mistakes and let Fu Tianhe fall.

"Is it okay?" Fu Tianhe asked. This would require Jiuyue to stick completely to him, and he was afraid that the boy would feel uncomfortable.

After all, even when she slapped Mom, September had to put paper in her hands.

"Okay." Chen Ci's voice came from inside the raincoat, a little muffled.

"Okay, then, let's set off if there's no problem." Fu Tianhe put on his hood, and a virtual screen unfolded in front of him. The map showed the location of the Laer camp.

The engine started with a roar, the exhaust pipe made a rumbling sound, Fu Tianhe stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle drove out of the eaves and rushed into the rain.

Chen Ci was clinging to Fu Tianhe's back. The space inside the raincoat was too small, and he had no place to put his arms, so he could only hug Fu Tianhe.

The rain hit the plastic raincoat with a crackling sound, and the wind was howling, but in this small, enclosed environment created by the Alpha's body and the raincoat, it was slightly warm.

The wind and rain were kept out.

Chen Ci rested his forehead against Fu Tianhe, and 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.

Even though the sound of rain was hitting his head and the engines were roaring and the wind was blowing, Chen Ci felt that everything was so quiet.

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

It seemed as if they were the only two people left in the whole world. Chen Ci could not see the outside world and he withdrew his mental strength, trapping his five senses in this small space.

The drowsy feeling of security cannot be matched even by the warmest and quietest bed.

He closed his eyes and unknowingly felt a little tired.

Fu Tianhe squinted his eyes, his face covered with rain.

The hood on the raincoat was nice, but the car was moving forward, which meant he was facing the rain directly, and the hood couldn't stop it at all.

The rain gathered into streams on his face, flowing down his chin and neck and into his collar.

Fu Tianhe's clothes on his chest were completely wet from inside to outside.

But he didn't feel it was that hard.

Fu Tianhe rarely went outside the beacon before, let alone riding in the rain. The bad road conditions were made even more difficult by the mud, and the speed made the wind and rain become fast and fierce, hitting him head and face. The so-called raincoat could only ensure that his back and thighs, as well as Chen Ci on the seat, were not wet.

But that's enough.

Chen Ci hugged him tightly, holding his hands together, and resting his cheek on his back, quietly and motionlessly.

The tightly attached place supplies warmth to Fu Tianhe's entire body.

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

Fu Tianhe had never felt so clearly that he was being depended on as he did now.

He once curled up in his mother's arms and cried, finding a little comfort in the mind-boggling pain and blood, and 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 induce a normal blinking reflex. It slid along the surface to the eye sockets and finally fell from the corner of Fu Tianhe's eyes, like a tear drowned in countless winds and rains.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Tianhe felt the hand around his waist gradually relax.

This is not a good sign.

Chen Ci was still lying heavily on his back without making a sound. Fu Tianhe stretched out his hand that was used to step on the accelerator and patted Chen Ci through his raincoat.

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

Chen Ci was woken up by his slap in a daze, and subconsciously tightened his hands again. It was really dangerous to fall asleep on the back seat of a motorcycle. It would be terrible if he accidentally fell off.

Chen Ci hummed and forced himself to cheer up.

The red dot on the virtual screen is very close.

The road that Fu Tianhe had been to once before seemed a little unfamiliar because of the rain. He drove straight into the camp and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

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

"Who!" The people who had finally regained their freedom stood up one after another and vigilantly picked up the weapons at hand.

"It's us." Fu Tianhe braked the car, took off the hood of his raincoat, and looked at Lar. "It was raining so hard that we had no choice but to come to find you."

"It turns out to be our two benefactors. Come here quickly." Lar heaved a sigh of relief. Now everyone was starving and cold. If any unexpected event happened again, it would be difficult to cope with it.

Matchstick rushed out from the crowd, and halfway through her run, she quickly turned back, took out a tattered umbrella, opened it, and covered the two people's heads with it.

Chen Ci opened his raincoat and slowly came out.

Matchstick tried hard to step on her feet to shield Chen Ci, who was much taller than her, from the rain.

Fu Tianhe pushed the car to a sheltered place before untying the collar of his raincoat and taking it off.

His clothes and trousers were all wet, and he looked like he had just been washed in water.

Lal asked someone to bring dry clothes: "My two benefactors, please change into your clothes first, so as not to catch a cold. They are not particularly good, I hope you don't mind."

"Okay." Fu Tianhe handed the raincoat to other scavengers to dry and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"We should thank you two."

Lal and his friends had just returned ten minutes earlier and had dumped their supplies on the ground, planning to sort them out after they had a rest. They had already lit several bonfires and were sitting around them in groups of two or three to keep warm.

They had marched in the rain for more than four hours and were already soaked through. Hot soup was boiling in the pot, and those who were still in good condition went to give their compatriots physical examinations.

Lal led the two men to a room and said, "My two benefactors, please rest here today. I will light a fire soon."

Matchstick came over with the fuel and the stove and placed them in the middle of the room.

She took out the locator that Fu Tianhe had given her from her pocket, handed it to Alpha, and said hoarsely, "I'll give this back to you."

"Hurry up and drink some water and eat something." Fu Tianhe took the locator, "We can just rest here."

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

"Huh..." Fu Tianhe breathed a long sigh of relief. No matter what else, at least he now had dry clothes and a fire.

He picked up the clothes that Lal had found. They were a little worn, but very clean.

Of course there was no room for nitpicking at this time, but fortunately Jiuyue was not spoiled and took the clothes without saying anything.

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

The rain poured in from his collar, down his neck, across his collarbone and chest, over his thin waist and abdomen, and finally into his trouser waist.

Fu Tianhe squeezed the water out of his shirt, wiped the water stains on his body with the shirt, and then put on clean clothes.

I felt much warmer immediately.

The same went for his pants. Fu Tianhe took them all off without any worries, except for his underwear.

He thought about it carefully and felt that it was difficult to warm himself up with body temperature, so he decided to hurry up and dry his underwear first.

Just then the fire started.

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

The brown shirt had rough frayed cuffs and hem, and had long since faded from color due to washing. But when worn on Chen Ci, it no longer looked ordinary, but instead looked like a specially designed fashion item.

Fu Tianhe couldn't help but sigh, she was indeed good-looking, even with a sack on her body she was still pleasing to the eye.

He held his wet underwear with his hands behind his back, too embarrassed to take them out: "Well, my underwear is wet, can I dry it first?"

Chen Ci didn't know why Fu Tianhe asked him this: "Okay."

Fu Tianhe then put his hands in front and began to dry his underwear by the stove.

Chen Ci's clothes were also wet inside, but he had been hiding under the raincoat the whole way and didn't get wet. After a little warming, they were almost dry.

Chen Ci sat by the fire, hugged his knees, and warmed himself quietly.

Fu Tianhe's face was reflected in a warm orange by the firelight, covering up the abnormal redness on his cheeks.

After roasting for two minutes, his underwear was still wet. He couldn't help but complain that the fire was not big enough. It was too embarrassing to roast his underwear in front of September, an Omega!

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

silence.

What seemed like habitual silence to Chen Ci made Fu Tianhe feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Until with a loud bang, the window was blown open.

The wind rushed in and immediately blew the flames sideways.

Fu Tianhe stood up immediately, and just as he took a step forward, he felt something was wrong.

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

He looked down and said, "Provoke."

September probably won't watch it, probably can't see it, probably won't bother watching it...

Fu Tianhe muttered to himself, calmed himself, walked to the window in a rather awkward posture, closed the window again, and then came back with his legs folded.

He sat down quickly and pretended nothing had happened.