C490 His Heart
C490 His Heart
The two of them quickly found a place to hide from the rain. There was a coffee shop next to it, but the coffee shop was closed. Tang Qingge was wearing thin clothes. She was freezing because of the rain.
A shadow suddenly came over her head. She did not know when the man took off his suit and covered her body.
She looked up and saw that the man was wearing a white shirt and making a call. It seemed like he was asking the driver to hurry over.
Tang Qingge quickly said, "We will be at my house on another street. We can just walk straight back."
Bo Qichen looked sideways and suddenly looked at her high heels. "Are you sure?"
The water on the road was all over the ground and it was so dark that the road could not be seen clearly. A woman wearing high heels wanted to walk back in this kind of weather. Was she joking?
Tang Qingge was not convinced. "Don't look down on me, okay?"
"Okay."
The rain was slightly lighter. Tang Qingge took a deep breath and wrapped her suit tightly, planning to rush into the rain. But just as she was about to do this, the man beside her suddenly squatted down in front of her. One hand patted her shoulder, indicating for her to come up.
"!!! "
Tang Qingge immediately waved her hand. "No, no, no. Boss, you don't have to do this. I really can. These high heels aren't expensive either. At most, they'll be scrapped."
"Will your heart ache if it is scrapped?"
"It will hurt."
"[Come up, then.]"
Not to mention a pair of shoes that had been scrapped, anything that had been scrapped would cause her heart to ache. She moaned and whimpered. Finally, her gaze landed on the man's broad shoulder and back. Her face turned red and she obediently lay on the man's back.
The man turned around and looked. "Put the suit over your head."
"Oh."
Tang Qingge obediently put the suit over her head and held the man's neck with one hand. The man dragged her up by her butt and looked up at the rain on the ground. Then he strode into the rain.
The rainwater was still very big, but with the suit wrapped around it, Tang Qingge could not feel the cold or the rainwater. She could only hear the quiet sound of the rain around her and feel the man's warm body temperature.
The man's white shirt was soon wet by the rain. She quietly raised her head and saw that under the light, the rain fell on his body and penetrated his white shirt.
His ink-black hair was already wet, but the man was silent. His shoulders and back were as wide as a mountain, as if he never needed to tell her anything good he did to her. But for some reason, Tang Qingge's heart moved and she covered the suit. Cover his head.
Bo Qichen stopped moving. He looked to the side and said in a deep voice, "Cover it yourself. I don't need it."
He only turned his face to the side, completely unable to see her red face and heartbeat. She didn't know what she was thinking. She just thought about how he had done so much for her. When she saw him shower again, she was very reluctant to part with him. There was also a little heartache.
He treated her well, but he never forced her to understand his intentions or respond. He knew the injuries in her heart, understood her cautiousness and cowardice, but he never forced her to understand him.
Tang Qingge had a premonition that if she gradually understood him, she would definitely fall in love with him bit by bit.
She muttered softly, "No."
She still stubbornly supported him.
Bo Qichen could not see her expression, but his brows were tightly knitted. It was hard to cover a man in a suit by himself, and it was even harder to cover two people. The rain blew along the wind onto her face, making Tang Qingge unable to open her eyes from the rain.