Summer opened her eyes and met Leonardo's significant gaze.
She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes as she sat up from the bed.
"BANG!"
Since Leonardo was leaning over as he watched Summer, she hit him on the forehead when she got
up.
Summer touched her forehead silently. It was a little painful, but she soon got over it.
Leonardo covered his forehead with his hand and stared at Summer intensely.
Summer slid off the bed slowly and said calmly, "Sorry, I bumped into you accidentally."
Although she felt a little pain, Leonardo seemed to be in great pain.
Accidentally?
Leonardo didn't buy it.
Because of the poor condition, neither of them took off their clothes while sleeping. Summer put on her
coat and went downstairs.
Arthur, who had taken them in, had got up already and was making a fire in the kitchen.
Summer greeted him, "Good morning, Arthur."
Arthur looked up from the smoke and watched Summer with narrowed eyes, "You're up so early. Don't
want to get more sleep?"
"I wake up and get up. Don't you get up early, too?" Summer rolled up her sleeves and said, "Are you
making breakfast? Let me help you. What should I do?"
Arthur shook his head, "No need."
Summer looked like a delicately nurtured girl and didn't seem to be able to handle such a chore.
"So you make the fire and I can help you with the breakfast." Summer tugged the hair beside her ear
and suggested with a smile.
Arthur gave in. He sat in front of the stove to make a fire and told her what to do.
In the countryside, people ate what they had. They eat vegetables in season. If there were noodles,
they ate noodles; if there was rice, they would have rice.
Arthur asked Summer to fry three eggs and prepare the water for the noodles.
Before the water boiled, he stood up and took his raincoat to walk out.
Summer asked, "What are you going to do?"
"There are vegetables in the field. I'll go pick some for the meal." With that, he was about to leave.
Summer looked outside. It was raining heavily, and the ground was muddy. He could slip over easily.
Frowning, Summer stopped him, “Let me go."
"Why? I'm going myself!" Arthur was stubborn. With his eyebrows shooting up, he looked sort of
austere.
That was when Leonardo came downstairs.
Seeing the younger man, Summer pointed at Leonardo and said to Arthur, "He could do it."
Pointed by her, Leonardo raised his eyebrows as he walked over, "Do what?"
"Arthur was going to pick some vegetables in the field in front of the house and come back to make the
noodles. The water in the pot will boil immediately. Hurry up." Summer pushed Leonardo outside.
Her voice was perfectly natural when she bossed him around.
Leonardo glanced at her levelly before he took the raincoat from the old man, put it on, and walked out.
Summer smiled as Leonardo strode through the rain.
She realized that although Leonardo could bark something mean on trivialities, he was never
perfunctory in actions.
He was different from whom he had been, but Leonardo was still Leonardo.
Arthur chuckled suddenly. He shook his head and returned to his seat in front of the stove to the fire.
Summer asked, "What are you laughing at?"
The man smiled but said nothing.
Leonardo quickly returned with the vegetables.
There was a water tank under the eaves of the back door of the kitchen. Summer brought the
vegetables over and washed them before putting them into the pot.
Breakfast was noodles with egg and vegetable.
After breakfast, Arthur sat in a rocking chair beside the door, holding the cat in his arms drowsily.
Summer and Leonardo stood under the eaves outside the door.
"It looks like the rain won't stop for a while." Summer looked at the rain outside with a worried
expression.
Leonardo looked solemn, too. "There are no neighbors nearby. The road was ruined by the rain, and
there is nothing we could do but to wait for our rescue."
"How do you know there are no neighbor nearby?" Summer asked him curiously.
Leonardo looked up. "I went out last night to take a look, but I couldn't see any lights."
It turned out that he had gone out last night to make sure if there were other people nearby.
Summer pursed her lips and asked him, "All we can do is to wait for them to rescue us? Is there no
other way out?"
Leonardo turned to look at her, his face expressionless. "I told you so. You shouldn't have come along."
"I didn't investigate the terrain here before coming. It was my own mistake. But were you absolutely
right?"
Summer's expression turned cold.
Undisturbed by her words, Leonardo landed his gaze on her casually. "Are you sure you want to
discuss this in such a tone at this moment with the man who saved you?"
If it hadn't been for Leonardo saving her, she might still be standing by the road now and might not be
able to make it back.
Seeing that he was a little impatient, Summer stopped talking about it.
They stood under the eaves for a while. Just as Leonardo was about to return to the room, something
seemed to come to Summer's mind. She reached out suddenly and grabbed him, "Leonardo!"
Leonardo's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was somewhat impatient, "What?"
"You didn't allow me to visit Jessica here. Was it because I would have to walk such a long way and
you…" Summer observed the look on his face and paused for a moment before she continued softly,
"You couldn't bear to put me through it?"
His expression changed slightly, and his gaze was also affectionate.
They stared at each other for a few seconds before Leonardo raised his eyebrows and started, "I'm
impressed with the way you flatter yourself."
Summer didn’t give up. "Then why? Tell me. Or is it just because you think that you are everything to
me? Is there other reason except that you're possessive about me?"
Leonardo was not interested in arguing with her. He shook off her hand and went inside the room.
Summer put her hands on her waist, looked up at the rain, and let out a deep sigh.
Leonardo was just reluctant to admit it. Despise his odd temper and denials; he had come to save her
immediately, which showed that he cared about her.
Leonardo's feelings for her might not be as strong as before, but they had been growing bit by bit.
This was a good sign.
And now, more importantly, they had to leave this place.
If it was going to rain for half a month, would they be trapped here?
Although she was glad to spend time together with Leonardo, it was neither a proper time nor a proper
place.
Rosie was still waiting for them at home, let alone Leonardo, who had to run the Emerson Group. Even
if he had settled everything in the company before he left, there could still be some urgent matters.
There is no telecom signal here...
Missing for half a month would not be a good thing.
When Summer entered the room, she heard Leonardo and Arthur talking.
"Is there any other way to the county?"
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