A heavy rain started with alarm.

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The wind roared, lifted the trees, swayed from side to side, flashed across the sky, and thundered.
Cold, curved, sighing, black and white eyes, looking at a dilapidated temple in front, immediately flew away with a dress, and the red figure puzzled others’ eyes in the rain elves.
The red figure fell on the temple, and the ink hair was soaked by the rain, and the dress was attached to the body. Now the exquisite and graceful figure was lifted and attached to the forehead hair, and the water droplets were brushed off. Looking back at the increasingly heavy rain, the moth’s eyebrows frowned again. I didn’t expect that she would encounter such bad weather just after a trip. Looking at the rain, it will probably not stop for a while. She still went into the temple and waited until the rain subsided.
Although she was drenched, she still didn’t see the mess. She walked into the temple. Two Buddha statues looked down on the world. Maybe it was people who had repaired the golden body. Many tiles on the roof of the temple were exposed in black, and the rain didn’t drip in from the tile gap. A table was flying in the corner of the temple, and a pile of dead branches in the corner of the temple were probably made by beggars.
After looking around for a circle, I didn’t find a wooden bench to rest on, so I simply put my arms around the door and watched the rain.
Keke
Suddenly there was a male cough in the temple.
Cold curved eyebrows, a clear pupil, glanced around and finally fell on the pile of dead branches. Eyebrows picked up and walked towards the dead branches.
Who’s inside?
Go to the front of the dead branches, she stared at the face and asked coldly
There was a moment of silence after the dead branches, and then there was a cough.
Keke
Cold curved slightly bowed his head and looked up again. However, Jiong’s hands stretched out his wide sleeve robe, and the dead branches were slammed on both sides by the force. A man’s figure was exposed. He sat on the ground with messy hair hanging over his face.
Who are you? Cold and curved, staring at the man’s head, light asked.
However, the man continued to hang his hair and coughed.
Raise your head.
With a wave of his hand, the cold, curved, hands waved, and the man’s hair was lifted by the palm wind and fluttered in disorder, revealing his pale forehead.
Cold bend twist eyebrow this is not sick confused people?
Before walking a few steps, he stretched out his hand to shake the man’s hand, but he felt the pulse, but the man evaded reflexively, only to find that he had leaned over and slammed his head on the stone and suddenly fainted.
Cold bend one leng, then I feel a little nauseous and faint, but it’s better for her to look at his condition conveniently. Pull out his hair with her hands, and lift his face with ink pupil. I didn’t expect this man to be quite handsome, and wash away the dirt on his face. Maybe it will be more handsome. Lean him against the wall and hold the hand. The pulse is chaotic enough, and then reach out and explore his forehead. The temperature is high and he has a fever. Look at this appearance, he is even sick for several hours.
To get up, she doesn’t mind her own business. What’s worse, this man is not related to her, and it doesn’t matter to her. But looking at a handsome man who is sick again, I’m afraid he will die soon, but the waves look up and the rain is still dripping outside. Now I’m afraid I can’t take him away.
With a wave of his hands, he swept the dust away. She simply sat on the ground with her legs crossed. After a while, the man’s heat retreated and he fell into a deep sleep.
Cold bend put him flat on one side and sat quietly waiting for the rain to stop.
The man in a watery lethargy suddenly shook his head from side to side and muttered.
Lengwan glanced at him and walked out for a while to see her broad leaves wrapped in rain coming in, crouching down and carefully feeding water into the man’s dry mouth.
The man swallowed water with his eyes closed for a long time and suddenly his eyes closed.
Is it a fairy?
The ink pupil looked at the fiery figure in front of him. It was almost unlike a woman in the dust who saw her with a faint expression. She was feeding herself with water leaves in her hands. He was dreaming. Otherwise, how could a fairy come to help him?
Cold bend saw that the man woke up and threw the dried leaves on the ground and stood up and looked at him coldly.
wake up
The man heard her cold voice, but she lost her luster. Isn’t she dreaming? Is she really human?
Did you save me?