惊雷

夏夜，雷雨。

她躲在被窝里瑟瑟发抖。

每当惊雷在屋顶炸响，她都觉得自己的心脏也要跟着炸开了。

好在，他在她身边，他就坐在她的床边，紧紧握着她的小手，他的手很有力，被这样一只手握着，她觉得安心不少。

一夜惊雷，他就这样握着她的手，坐了一夜。

第二天早上，她揉着眼睛醒来时，第一眼看到的，就是他的背影，她感激地抱着他，给了他一个吻，他的唇，很冷。

坐在椅子上的男人，面色苍白，瞳孔放大，已经被雷声吓死了。

他的葬礼上，他的母亲，专门找到了她，“请不要认为我的孩子，是个胆小的人。
”

“我知道的，那夜那么大的雷雨，他还是穿过半个城市来陪我。
”

老妇人无声地叹息了一下，转身离开了，“其实，他怕雷声，是有原因的。
”

她看到，老妇人的黑裙下，一条美丽的狐尾，一闪即没。

原来他是一只狐

Introduce:Xia Ye, thunderstorm.
She hides in be quivered by a twenty-five-stringed plucked instrument of nest Li Se.
Every time Jing thunder rings in housetop blast, she feels her heart also wants to followed scamper to leave.
Fortunately, he is beside her, he sits the bedside in her, holding her little hand closely, his hand is very strong, be being grasped by a such hands, she feels to set one's mind at many.
Thunder of one night Jing, he is holding her hand so, sat overnight.
The following day in the morning, when she is kneading an eye to awake, the first see, it is his back, she appreciates the ground to holding him in the arms, gave him a kiss, his lip, very cold.
Sit in the man on the chair, complexion is cadaverous, pupil enlarge, had been frightened to die by thunder.
On his funeral, his mother, found her technically, "Do not think please my child, it is a coward.
" " I know, the thunderstorm with that so big night, he still crosses half city to accompany me.
" old woman person heaved a sigh soundlessly, face about left, "Actually, he is afraid of thunder, have a reason.
" she sees, below the black skirt of old woman person, a beautiful fox-brush, shine to be done not have namely.
So he is a fox10130