Rong Jincheng escorted Han Yurou out.

One person held an umbrella, did not get too close, and did not talk much.

Rong Jincheng turned on the flashlight on his cell phone and illuminated the road under his feet. The two figures were elongated by the light, like two parallel lines.

The road was very quiet, almost no one was walking around, only the rain fell on the umbrella.

"It's not very safe here." Rong Jincheng said, "There are many refugees, including me."

"Have you always lived here?"

"Well, I've lived here for more than a year and I'm very familiar with it. You can't imagine what it's like for me to live here. I couldn't imagine it before."

Han Yurou said nothing.

Rong Jincheng couldn't find a suitable topic, even though he used to be a very proactive person.

"Are you going to start school soon? Don't worry, Pan Wenguang won't look for you again, I will protect you." Rong Jincheng also blurted out.

Han Yurou was slightly surprised, and after a long time she responded: "Well, school is about to start."

"Then you study hard. I won't disturb you. If you don't want to see me, I won't show up." Rong Jincheng spoke in a very cautious tone, "Be careful when you work in a convenience store at night. There are always bad guys.

Yes, although I am not a good person."

The two of them walked on the wet ground, and the rain fell, splashing up small transparent water droplets.

The road is narrow and messy, with poor sanitation and mud everywhere.

When we reached a narrow intersection, a deep and large puddle appeared.

Han Yurou paused for a moment.

Rong Jincheng stepped forward with a firm gaze: "Don't move, it will stain your shoes. I will carry you."

Han Yurou was unsure about Rong Jincheng's attitude.

When they met again two years later, she thought he would become very violent, at least very painful for what she had done, gnashing his teeth, or even in a state of rage.

Just like before, whenever she did anything to anger him, he would torture her severely.

She couldn't understand him, and never had.

She shook her head and refused: "I can just walk by myself. I can wash my shoes when I get home."

"It's hard to wash shoes. I wash them once and don't want to wash them again, but I can't help it. I still have to wash clothes and shoes every day. It's very tiring." Rong Jincheng kept talking and stood in front of her, refusing to leave.

"It doesn't matter. I'll carry you on my back. It's difficult to walk through such a deep puddle."

Han Yurou still refused, with a firm rejection in her twinkling eyes. There were not many emotional fluctuations on her frosty face, and she was very calm.

The hand holding the umbrella holds the handle without letting it go.

Rong Jincheng saw that she refused and regarded him as a savage beast. There was really nothing he could do.

He had no choice but to say: "Wait a minute, I'll go find two bricks."

With that said, Rong Jincheng ran out.

His back disappeared into the flickering rain, and the falling rain blurred his tall figure.

He ran very far.

Almost, Han Yurou thought he would not come back.

After a day of rain, Han Yurou looked at the blurry Rong Jincheng. His figure was so blurry that she almost thought he was not Rong Jincheng in that moment of confusion.

Rong Jincheng is not like this.

He has changed a lot.

Wearing a black T-shirt, Rong Jincheng trotted all the way in the rain. He finally found two bricks, carried them back and put them in the puddle.

"Okay." He patted the mud on his hands and said, "Let's go."

Han Yurou stepped on the bricks and walked over, her shoes not wet.
Chapter completed!