He Wei hugged himself.

She knew she was an acquaintance of Huo Yue and a little girl who had loved him and pestered him, but Huo Yue meant more to her than that.

It took her a long time to cut off those feelings. Just like the wound, it takes a long time to heal, and it will leave scars anyway.

But if you get hurt again, you only need a knife.

He Wei shrunk herself into a ball. She didn't want to ask Huo Yue why he came or why he came.

She just hoped that he would not appear in her life again. If he doesn't love her, stay away from her. Even if he doesn't do anything, she will think of it.

If she didn't have George, she didn't care about this idea. It was just that she was restless and in deep pain day and night. But now that she had George, she immediately felt disgusted.

"Go home?" Huo Yue squatted down, "it's so late and the rain is so heavy."

He Wei ignored and still buried his head tightly.

"Then take your umbrella and I'll go first." Huo Yue said, "I came to give you your coat and handbag. It has been put at the door of your corridor. Remember to take it later."

Then the umbrella fell on her shoulder.

He Wei's tears welled up. She was in a hurry and could only shrink herself into a hamster in the late night rain.

She heard footsteps go away, and she heard cars go away.

When the curtain of rain fell, there was no sign of her in the street.

He Wei was cold, and George never looked back. He Wei changed her situation and thought about it. If she took a cruise ship to England for several months and found that her boyfriend who lived alone didn't return late at night, she would be angry.

She didn't know where to find George, who knew her family.

He Wei stood up and prepared to go back. However, he saw an old man drinking at the corridor door. It was the English old man in her next room.

The old man must have heard their quarrel and worried that He Wei was alone, so he went out to keep her company.

Even if he is down again, he has his gentlemanly demeanor. He not only protects the lady, but also won't let the lady beware of him and fear him.

He kept his distance.

"Young lady, you should know that you have a long life and love may be more than once. The premise of dedication needs to promise marriage, and the result of love may not be marriage. You have done well, and such a request should be rejected." Said the old man.

He Wei was uncomfortable and embarrassed: "did you hear that?"

"The walls are thin and he speaks loudly." The old man said, "I'm writing a poem. I'm disturbed by him."

The old man writes poetry at night, buys wine in the morning, and then sleeps all day.

When George came in, it was the most sober time of the day for the old man. He heard the words next door clearly.

He Wei bowed his head.

"Who was that man just now?" The old man asked curiously.

He is a poet who needs creative inspiration, and the love of young people is undoubtedly a good theme.

He Wei's tears broke the dike.

She couldn't answer who Huo Yue was.

It was the softest place in her heart, the most holy place in her heart, and the place she could never set foot in.

He was right in front of her, but he was so far away.

"Stop crying." The old man seems to understand.

The old man walked slowly, He Wei's footsteps were heavy, and the two climbed up the stairs slowly.

When He Wei took a bath, there was no hot water. She wrapped herself tightly in a quilt and didn't sleep much all night. She looked outside from time to time for fear that she didn't hear George coming back.

However, she always thought that Huo Yue was coming.

In her dream, she vaguely heard a knock on the door, and then she saw Huo Yue come in.

He Wei's dream lingered around until she firmly grasped Huo Yue's hand in her dream.

Huo Yue has a clear and meaningful personality, but his body temperature is not low and his palm is very warm.

After he Wei grasped it, he finally fell asleep.

She opened her eyes again and saw the thin sunshine in the gap of the curtain, as if it had cleared up. And her hand is holding something hard.

She looked sideways and saw Huo Yue sitting on the chair next to her and dozing off.

He Wei was shocked.

"Is this true or a dream?" She asked herself, just like when she was hurt as a child, she was almost killed in pain. She felt that Huo Yue held her tightly.

She sat up.

The movement was not small. Huo Yue was awakened at once.

He looked at He Wei and smiled, "are you awake? Is the fever gone?"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and stuck it to He Wei's forehead.

He Wei felt his palm cool for the first time, so she put it up. She inspired herself and subconsciously wanted to avoid, but she couldn't.

"It's still a little hot. Let me take you to the hospital. An injection is more effective than taking medicine." Huo Yue said.

He Wei smiled awkwardly: "no, Mr. Huo, I'll just take the medicine myself. You... How did you get in?"

"I'm going back to Yuecheng today. Didn't you say you wanted to buy a scarf for your mother? I came to have a look, and you opened the door for me." Huo Yue said.

He Wei was surprised because she had no impression at all.

"I'm afraid I'm confused." She thought, and then pressed her forehead.

The forehead is still a little hot, and the palm is also hot. I didn't notice anything by comparing them.

"I haven't bought it yet." He Wei whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo. I'll let you go for nothing."

"It's all right. I'll bring it next time." Huo Yue said.

He stood up, poured a glass of boiling water for He Wei, and asked her, "really don't need to go to the hospital?"

He Wei insisted on shaking his head.

Huo Yue sighed: "you have better health than me. Take care of yourself and don't get wet again. It's winter in Yuecheng this season. No matter how warm Hong Kong is, the rain is also cold."

He Wei nodded weakly, "I see."

Huo Yue was silent.

He seemed to want to say something, but he was not ready and hesitated for a long time.

He Wei hoped that he would leave quickly, not appear in her life and give her some unrealistic fantasies.

She stared at her water cup in silence, and her heart was desolate.

She is ill, and he has been with her for a long time. If it is normal, she should think that he is very good to her, but he

He Wei's once scalded leg was in pain at this time.

That leg left a terrible scar, which is why she has been unwilling to give herself to George. She is not ready to show others her scar.

The scar looks scary. It will hurt when it rains on a cloudy day. For example, it starts to attack again at the moment, which may hurt for a long time.

He Wei bit his lip.

Huo Yue saw it and asked her, "what's wrong?"

He Wei said, "No."

Just then, there was a knock outside the door.

He Wei was ready to get out of bed to open the door. Huo Yue pressed her shoulder and closed it with a touch: "I'll go."

Huo Yue opened the door and saw a young British man standing at the door with a shocked and stunned face. He Wei immediately got up, her legs were sore and weak, and fell to the ground. She shouted, "George, George, don't go!"