The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 615 with the damp taste of rain

During the drowsiness, I heard the ringing of a mobile phone in the drowsiness. She got her head out of the quilt and tried to reach out to get the phone. But she only probed two times and only touched the edge of the phone, and then she could not handle it. Just put it there, no longer moving.

Very cold, very sleepy, very tired, no strength.

Until the sound of knocking on the door came, the warmth frowned in his sleep, turned over, and looked over the head in the direction of the door. Although the day outside had passed the dawn, there was already some light. However, it is still not clear in the room. I can only see the appearance of the door panel of the wooden door when it is knocked. The outside person is not very noisy, and it is outside, probably only she can hear it.

The warmth of the season is to talk, but the pain of the throat is uncomfortable. Looking at the direction of the door, there is a sigh of relief in front of the door. With a slight noise on the door, I close my eyes again.

......

It took about five minutes to knock on the door, but there was no movement in it. Shenmu stood outside the door with some worries and looked at the ink in the black coat.

The reason why the ink can be determined to live in this place is because it was raining last night, and the footprints in the mud all the way directly lead to it.

There is also a pair of shoes that have been warmed through the seasons, but the shoes have been soaked in water, and the whole around the heels are mud, so they are thrown outside the door. It is estimated that they are afraid to wear them in to stain the ground in the house.

And the other rooms are not lit. Only the lights in this room are lit. It seems that it has not been extinguished overnight. However, it has been knocked for so long, and it is impossible to hear it in the warmth of the season.

Also, the warm-up mobile phone is inside, and every time she makes a call, her mobile phone can ring. Although the ringtone is very small and will not wake people who live next door, the familiar ringtone can still confirm the ink depth and warm the season. It is indeed here.

"It has been knocking for so long, Mr. Mo, Miss Ji will just put the phone in it, people are not here..." Shen Mu sees the depth of the face of Shen Jing Shen is cold and heavy, and then consider it for a moment.

"No, in this place, she won't throw the phone too far." The man's voice was calm and calm after the rainy night in the early hours of the morning.

"Can this door..."

"Unlock." Ink darkly looked at the wooden door that was locked in the back.

Shen Yu hesitated, and immediately turned around in this small yard to find something to try to open the door.

This place certainly can't find the company that unlocked it. Now it is too late for the police to call the police to unlock it. And in this place, a yard next to a family, if they directly enter the door with a big fanfare, it will only cause neighbors and the family. Doubt, it will cause a lot of trouble, I am afraid that the impact on Miss Ji will not be good.

But this lock...

This kind of door is not as difficult to open as the security door outside, but Shen Mu also has no experience of unlocking. I found two wires and thin planks. I looked at the door for a long time before I tried to use the wire to go in. Look for the location of the lock.

Shen Mu is hooking the wire back and forth in front of the door, and holding a thin wooden board to help fill the gap in the door.

Ink Shen Shen stood on one side, and the cold eyes looked at the shoes that were covered with water and mud outside the door. The fatigue of the silk at the beginning of the first time was already hidden by a trace of worry.

Yesterday afternoon, the plane returned to Haicheng from Beijing, and returned to the company for a two-hour meeting. Without any rest time, it immediately rushed to Jiji City without stopping.

The flight from Haicheng to Kyrgyzstan is only once a day, counting the time to rush to the airport and boarding, etc. The fastest speed of driving is two hours away from the plane, so I drove from Haicheng overnight.

The warm season is not attached to her own life experience. This time she will suddenly come to Kyrgyzstan. This is what Ji Hongwen said to her, otherwise she will not run this place so suddenly.

The wooden door in this small place, the lock inside is still easy to open, but after all, it will still make some slight movements when the wire is hooked back and forth. If the person inside is not alert at the moment, I am afraid I will wake up.

In the inside of the door lock came a very small sound that was opened and lightly sounded, Shen Muchang exhaled a breath, it seems that if he wants to change career in the future, unlocking this industry may still have his use.

"Ink." Shen Mu pulled the wire out and looked back at the ink.

The man behind him finally fell on the pair of mud-filled shoes, pushed the door straight forward and stepped into the door.

Shen Mu did not dare to go in. After all, if the season is really sleeping inside, it is inconvenient to go in, so I am very consciously waiting outside the door, while looking around, the sky is not completely bright, basically here. People are still sleeping.

The light in the room was emitted from the dimly lit old light bulb pulled by a black line. It was not bright, but at least it could be seen clearly.

The first moment of Ink Jing’s entrance, I saw the wet clothes that were thrown to the ground by the warm season, and a bucket of plastic bags that I had not eaten, and then an umbrella that fell to the ground, surrounded by water. Stains.

On the other side, I saw a very ordinary single bed. The season was warm and lying on the bed. The body was covered with a quilt. The whole person lay there motionless. Only a white arm stretched out and fell. Next to the mobile phone, I haven't had time to take it back, but I have kept this position still. The eyebrows seem to be wrinkled because of the uncomfortable feeling, and the cheeks are red, like the look of the high-temperature fever in Beijing before.

Ink deep went to the bed, and the hand was on the head of the warm season, it was very hot.

Every year, she has to pay special attention to the excessive time from summer to autumn. If the body is cold and the body is cold, the old problem of cold and fever will not be good. In the first few months of the country, the weather is hot, and this has not happened. After several days of burning, Mo Jingshen had to wonder how she lived in London for three years in a place that often kept cold temperatures.

"Quiet warm." The man's hand was removed from her forehead and placed on her hot cheeks, slightly bowing down to call her name.

The season was warm and frowned, but he couldn't open his eyes, but he turned slightly. When he turned over, he wrapped his quilt around his horn and opened it to the side. When he saw it, she saw no clothes at all in the quilt.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the wet clothes on the ground again. Guess also guessed that she was directly undressed and lie down after the rain last night. The man’s face sank and he leaned over and huddled in the quilt. Caught out.

The warm hair of the season is still wet. Just as soon as he leans into his arms, Mo Jingshen smells the obvious rain and moisture.

(End of this chapter)