Mylee rushed forward and hugged Kaylin into his chest.
After a loud noise, they raised their hands and saw a big hole in the hard car glass. The car began to leak. The rain was very cold on their bodies.
Mylee quickly took off his coat and covered Kaylin's head. He said to Kaylin, "the hail is getting worse and worse. It's very dangerous in the car. There's a hotel next to it. Let's wait until the hail stops."
Kaylin looked at the bad weather outside the window and nodded.
This city always hailed in the hot summer. Kaylin also met such a situation in Layton Village before. It was not uncommon.
It was just that tonight's hail was too sudden and they were unprepared.
Mylee escorted Kaylin to the door of the hotel and carefully returned to park the car in the underground garage.
Kaylin stood waiting at the door of the hotel until he saw Mylee running towards her.
If a person was hit by such a big hail when walking on the road, he might have a concussion or die if it was serious.
Mylee took out his ID card and said to the receptionist of the hotel, "help me open two rooms."
"I'm sorry, sir. All single rooms are booked tonight. There are only two twin rooms left." The receptionist was very sorry.
"I’ll book a twin room." a couple next to them took out their ID cards.
Mylee and Kaylin looked at each other and quickly booked the last twin room. With such a heavy rain and hail, they certainly couldn't leave tonight. There was only one hotel nearby. Anyway, they must stay here tonight.
"Please take your room card, sir." The receptionist handed the room card and ID card to Mylee.
"Thank you." Mylee put away his ID card and took Kaylin's hand into the elevator.
Mylee got wet all over. There was no umbrella in the car. He ran out of the underground parking lot. Kaylin was fine, but his hair was wet, and her long hair was constantly dripping with water.
Both of them were a little nervous. They had done everything related to sex years ago, but everything became subtle because Kaylin lost her memory.
"Beep", the door opened. Mylee said to Kaylin, "Kaylin, go to take a bath first. Don't catch a cold."
"You're all wet. You go and take a bath first."
Kaylin saw that the white shirt on Mylee was wet and she could even see his chest muscles.
"I'm fine. You first." Mylee pushed Kaylin into the bathroom.
After a while, there was a splash of water in the bathroom. Twin rooms were usually for couples, so the door of the bathroom was transparent glass.
Mylee forced himself to look away from the glass and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
After Kaylin took a bath, she wore a very loose bathrobe, her hair was still dripping. Mylee could smell the smell of hotel shower gel and shampoo.
The light beside the bed was warm yellow. Mylee took off his wet coat and hung it under the air conditioner. He took out the hair dryer from the drawer and stood behind Kaylin to blow her hair.
Kaylin was very tall, about 167 cm. Mylee was taller than her. In front of Mylee, Kaylin looked petite and exquisite.
Mylee stood behind her, and she saw his wide shoulder and narrow waist. His excellent figure ratio was enviable.
When Kaylin saw this scene through the mirror, her cheeks were slightly red.
The warm palm gently blew Kaylin's hair and massaged her scalp, making Kaylin sleepy.
Outside the window, it was still stormy. From time to time, small hailstones hit the windows, making a scary sound.
Kaylin couldn't hear it. Under the hair dryer, there was only her own heartbeat and Mylee's warm breath from behind.
"It's already dry. Go take a bath."
Kaylin suddenly turned around and was about to take over the hair dryer. Unexpectedly, her steps were unstable and she almost fell.
Mylee quickly hugged her thin waist and said in a dumb voice, "be careful."
"Well, well." Kaylin nodded and glanced awkwardly.
"Kaylin, you haven't called my name." Mylee's breath pounced on her face, which made Kaylin feel itchy.
Kaylin was really deliberately avoiding Mylee's name. She always felt it was improper to call his name and surname, but she felt it would be too close to call his name directly.
"No, you didn't call me that before." Mylee insisted.
"Mylee?" Kaylin gave a tentative cry. Mylee narrowed his eyes happily, "great, Kaylin, I'm so happy."
Mylee loosened Kaylin's waist, "I'll take a bath. If you're sleepy, go to bed first. By the way, are you hungry? If you're hungry, I'll have someone send something to eat."
Kaylin shook her head foolishly. Mylee smiled and turned into the bathroom.
Kaylin looked at Mylee's broad and powerful back muscles, shook her head and tried to divert her attention.
After Mylee came out, Kaylin had fallen asleep with her mobile phone in arms. The mobile phone screen was still on. It was obvious that she was watching microblog just now.
Mylee carefully took Kaylin's mobile phone out of her hand, glanced at her microblog name and turned off the screen.
After finding Kaylin's microblog, Mylee paid attention to it very easily, then he turned off Kaylin's bedside lamp, checked all Kaylin's microblogs under dim light. He commented one by one.
After that, Mylee stared at Kaylin's previous microblog in a daze.
Since Kaylin left, Mylee never dared to click into Kaylin's microblog to see the contents.
Kaylin knew that Mylee never read the microblog, so she often published her feelings on the microblog. Mylee saw every word, as if someone was holding a knife and ruthlessly gouging out his heart.
The day after Kaylin committed suicide by cutting her wrists, she sent ten microblogs that day on her microblog. Each microblog had only one word: Reiss.
Obviously, since then, Kaylin had completely despaired of Mylee. Her only hope was Reiss.
Their daughter, Reiss.
Reiss’ death was the eternal pain in their hearts.
Kaylin lost her memory and temporarily forgot the pain, but Mylee couldn't forget it.
He couldn't forget cold Reiss lying in her arms with her eyes closed, the face similar to him, and the tomb without temperature.
It was said that the daughter was usually like her father. If he had ever seen Reiss, he would be sure that Reiss was definitely his own child.
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