Thinking of this, Jia Huan's fingers tightened unconsciously.

The gem that should be hard and cold felt faintly warm in the palm of his hand. This was Thomas' body temperature.

"Daddy~ If you are not around, I will not go anywhere. You are the only relative in my life, and there is nothing else. So, no matter what happens, I will never leave you!"

Jia Huan's eyes were filled with tears, and what she said was sincere. Thomas looked into her eyes for a moment, his blue eyes shimmering, and for a moment, a big hand took Jia Huan's trembling little hand into his.

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"Moy, I believe you! It's really wronging you to accompany me, an old man, who doesn't even have a friend every day. But please believe me, I will leave the best to you, including my love."

Jia Huan nodded with tears in her eyes, and also held her father's hand tightly. Thomas's love is the best, most true, and most selfless in the world.

Everything seemed like a dream. When he lost everything and endured great grief, he took himself to this fairy-tale castle in France. Thomas not only gave himself a home, but also gave him unreserved warmth with his love and care.

Jia Huan was not only touched by everything that Thomas did, but before he knew it, he had already regarded him as his closest relative and loved him deeply.

The strong wind rolled up the thick curtains, and Katie hurriedly turned around to close the window, secretly wiping away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Jia Huan and Thomas looked at each other, and once again narrowed the distance between each other while talking. Spinning filled the red wine for them in time, and the heavy rain poured down suddenly, hitting the glass window with a crackling sound...

In the evening, a bolt of lightning fell on the lightning rod on the top of Sherlock Castle, stirring countless circles in the dark night like a silver snake dancing wildly.

Jia Huan lay on the bed and stared straight at the ceiling. For a long time, his eyes finally became extremely painful due to dryness. It rained all night long, thundering seven times and five lightning bolts. And Jia Huan knew that one of the lightning bolts was right.

Bu Yi hit the lightning rod closest to his room, because the horrifying hissing sound made by the impact of the current and the metal was very similar to the sound made by the urchins in Xiling Mountain when they humiliated themselves.

A drop of clear tears slid down her cheek. Jia Huan finally closed her eyes and curled up, covering her ears tightly with both hands. She felt so confused that she wanted to stick her head out the window and explode with the thunder.

Four years ago, the day before I met Si Baining, it was also a rainy night. She emerged from the river alone. When she stumbled onto the shore, her first move was to look back, but she could not see the other side.

Home and family. She could only move forward along the cliff, with nothing left and no idea where to go.

But now, I am lying on this soft bed, with a warm home and loved ones who love me deeply. I should be comfortable, happy and satisfied. Why is this feeling of helplessness getting stronger and stronger.

Why? Who can tell me why this is?!

Jia Huan suddenly jumped out of bed, opened the door and walked out of the room.

A gust of cold wind in the corridor made Jia Huan shiver. She hugged her shoulders and began to hesitate whether she was impulsive. But she really wanted to see him right away. She needed his comfort, and needed to see his smile and his

Warm embrace.

At this time, Si Baining had just come out of the bathroom. He was still thinking about the scene that happened in the restaurant before the heavy rain today. It seemed that he didn't know what happened between Jia Huan and Thomas.

Suddenly, three vague knocks on the door attracted his attention. Si Baining wiped his hair dripping with water, put a towel on his shoulders and walked to the door.

"who?"

Si Baining asked casually and opened the door. Before he could see clearly, a cold and delicate body rushed straight into his arms.

Si Baining was knocked back by the man and took a step back. He lowered his head with his hands in the air and couldn't help but feel surprised.

"Family fun?!"

"Si Baining~"

Jia Huan buried his head, and the voice came out vaguely from Si Baining's arms, and he felt a little sad.

Si Baining hurriedly closed the door and saw that Jia Huan was only wearing a gold suspender nightgown. He unconsciously put his arms around Jia Huan's bare shoulders and said distressedly:

"It's so cold, why don't you wear more clothes when you go out?"

Jia Huan's heart warmed, and she became more and more speechless. She remembered that when she first saw Si Baining, she was held in his arms like this. It was so warm, so reassuring.

After standing for a moment, Si Baining felt that Jia Huan was still shivering in her arms. She sighed secretly, held her waist and carried Jia Huan to her bed.

Si Bai Ning slowly pulled up the light and warm silk quilt and wrapped it tightly around Jia Huan's shoulders as warm as white jade. He accidentally saw her white little feet playfully exposed. Si Bai Ning's heart trembled, remembering

The time returned to that night four years ago that made him palpitate.

Four years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Jia Huan is no longer the young girl she once was. She has grown up and has many unknown secrets like herself.

Si Baining leaned next to Jia Huan and stroked her silky soft hair, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

"Why are you here in the middle of the night? What happened?" Si Baining said casually.

Jia Huan squirmed her shoulders and leaned her body, which was gradually regaining its temperature, towards Si Bai Ning, her eyes clear:
Chapter completed!