Taking another deep breath, Bai Feng directly pushed Jin Rongsheng out.

It was his business for him, and she was too lazy to care about it.

While she was about to close the door of the conference room, she heard the sound of heavy rain coming from outside.

"Jin Rongsheng, you closed the corridor windows. It's raining too much."

However, when she finished saying this, Jin Rongsheng was unmoved at all with her back to her. When she shouted for the second time, he still walked forward as if he had not heard her words.

Bai Feng wanted to shout for the third time, and wanted to ask if he deliberately did not listen to her.

But when she opened her mouth for the third time, something suddenly flashed through her mind, and the voice stopped.

Hide the light from the outskirts of his eyes, Bai Feng quickly walked to the edge of the bed and closed the window himself.

As she just closed the window, a lightning flashed through the sky, accompanied by a rumbling thunder.

With a "boom", Bai Feng's hand seemed to be electrocuted and quickly retracted, his face turned pale.

She didn't know that when she shrank her hands and her body was trembling, Jin Rongzhen behind her seemed to be sensing. He quickly turned around and his deep eyes fell on her again.

late at night.

The thunderstorm sounded "rumbling" outside, and Bai Feng was sleeping very uneasy.

She shrank into a ball, covered her quilt, and tried hard to isolate the thunder.

But this was useless. With the rumbling sound of the thunderstorm, she was trembling all over and covered in cold sweat.

In the past eighteen years, Bai Feng has tortured her heart to the point of being invincible, but she still has a fatal flaw that she cannot overcome.

She was afraid of thunder, very afraid, because every time she hit thunder, she could remember when she was 8 years old, when Uncle Sun was struck to death by lightning in front of her, but she was powerless.

Back then, she was thrown away by Bai Wei and the others, and Uncle Sun and Aunt Wen picked her up.

They have been living in the village. They entered the city that time because their daughter was sick and wanted to go home after treatment. Unexpectedly, they saw her who was about to die of cold near the trash can.

Uncle Sun and Aunt Wen are kind people. Although they knew that their livelihood was a problem and that their family had two children to raise, they still picked her up and saved her with a bite of hot porridge.

Although the conditions are not good, Uncle Sun and Aunt Wen treat her like they are biological children, no worse than the other two children. They even pity her for having no father or mother, and prefer her more.

But it was also because of this preference that she regretted it!

She would rather have never been to their house before so that Uncle Sun would not have any trouble.

On her eighth birthday, she saw the child next door who was on the same birthday as her and had a cake to eat. She looked at her with a few more eyes and happened to be seen by Uncle Sun.

Uncle Sun felt guilty and said that he didn't even have a cake on his child's birthday, and that he was too failed to be an elder.

It just so happened that the Butcher Zhang from the east of the village was short of one person to help kill pigs, and he had five dollars a night of work.

Uncle Sun picked up his coat and ran to work without saying a word.

In the second half of the night, Uncle Sun had not come back yet, and Aunt Wen was so anxious that she was anxious.

She felt guilty and worried, so she sneaked out to find someone.

At that time, it was raining heavily and the thunder was very loud.

Halfway through, she saw Uncle Sun walking back with a straw raincoat, holding something in his arms, and walking back high and low.

"Zhuo, uncle bought you a cake." Uncle Sun shouted at her from afar.

At this time, the thunder had already hit very loudly, and she felt a little uneasy.

She wanted to run over to him, but it was too late.

Uncle Sun still touched the lightning.

When she climbed to him, his body was burnt, and the cake rolled to the side and rotted into a ball.

It was because of a small cake that Uncle Sun died in front of her.

She felt that she was probably a disaster star, and no one who was good to her would end up in a good life.

During these ten years, her guilt became heavier and heavier. Whenever it was thunder, she would always think of the scene back then, like an evil ghost, constantly torturing her.

Just as her lower lip was about to be bitten and bleeding, she suddenly took a hand and stuffed her into her arms with a big hand.

A low murmur came from his ear: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Chapter completed!