Summer night, thunderstorm.
She shivered under the blanket.
Every time a thunder blows on the roof, she feels that her heart is about to explode.
Fortunately, he was beside her, he was sitting by her bed, holding her little hand tightly, his hand was very strong, held by such a hand, she I feel a lot of peace of mind.
One night thunder, he just held her hand and sat all night.
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The next morning, when she woke up with her eyes rubbing, the first thing she saw was his back, she held him gratefully, Give him a kiss, his lips, very cold.
The man sitting on the chair, pale, with dilated pupils, has been scared to death by thunder.
At his funeral, his mother specifically found her, “Please don’t think my child is a timid person.”
“I know that thunderstorm was so big that night, he still walked through half a city to accompany me.”
The old lady sighed silently, turned and left, “Actually He is afraid of thunder for a reason.”
She saw that under the old woman’s black dress, a beautiful fox tail disappeared in a flash.
He turned out to be a fox