Catherine's tears fell down like broken line beads, she looked at the back of Frank. She gritted her teeth and marched out.

Bruce looked at Frank and then at Catherine, "Uncle, I will take good care of Catherine, you take care of yourself here. If you need anything, you can go to director Lin."

Powerlessly sitting on the stool, Frank nodded and waved his hand. Bruce paused for three seconds. There was nothing else to say.

Ted has been standing outside the door, seeing Bruce out the two people go out together.

"That, Catherine has just gone out, you hurry back!"

"Everything depends on you, call me if anything happens!" Looking at Bruce leaving, Ted shook his head. He was not the same after married, he could not tell what had changed.

Catherine leaned against the car, looking at the gray sky. The high wind had ruffled her hair, and she had not taken care of it. Hard holding her coat, she dared not bow.

"Cry if you want to, and I promise I won't laugh." Bruce took Catherine into his arms and patted her gently on the back. Catherine's tears were no longer controlled, she cried out loud.

"What do you advise me to do? I can't just watch my dad suffer in there. He is such a good man, who is behind this?"

"Bruce, I only have you now, but I dare not to rely on you particularly close. I am afraid that one day, you are not with me, I have nothing!"

"I know I'm not good enough. Joyce can even ride on me. I hate it. I hate myself for being so useless."

Bruce held her tightly and gave her strength silently. The sky seemed to be infected by Catherine, slowly floating light rain, then heavier and heavier, Bruce opened the door to push her in.

The car went smooth in the rain, Catherine took out a tissue to wipe the rain on the face. "Don't you think I'm particularly stupid?"

At a red light, Bruce stopped and took out two dry towels from the storage box. He threw one to Catherine, he himself took another and slowly and smoothly wiped hair. The rain was so heavy and sudden that it wet most of their hair.

"Do you know that there is a kind of fool called great wisdom! I don't know if you're stupid. I just know it's impolite not to make a return for what one receives. If someone pokes you, it is not polite for you not to poke back. To do great things, you can not be softhearted, you should find a good teacher, I can consider teaching you."

Bruce looked at Catherine with a serious face and kindly handed her a bottle of water. Catherine opened the lid of the water bottle and raised both hands. "Master, please accept apprentice's worship!"

The words just finished she could not help but smile, Bruce took the water seriously, and took a sip.

"Today is neither Chinese New Year nor a festival, so the master will not give you a red envelope." Catherine seriously nodded her head, with a towel carefully wiped her head, she could not help but sneeze.

Back home, the two people took a hot shower, it was really very cold rain. After the shower Catherine wrapped up her hair and sat in the bathtub. The water was a little hot and her skin was turning a little red. Nanny Li was already cooking ginger soup in the kitchen.

It was really a storm, and it had stopped, but the sky was still gray. There was a kind of fragrance of soil in the air. The cold wind blew, and people couldn't help contracting their necks.

The butler came in from outside with an umbrella, carrying a carrier bag. "Nanny Li, I have bought the medicine and put it on the tea table. If needed, you can bring it to the young mistress."

Nanny Li sighed which could hardly be heard, they really made others worried. Obviously driving the car they might also be caught in the rain, but autumn rain was cold, hope they would not get sick.

Ginger soup had been almost ready, she poured out a bowl and asked the butler to take it to Bruce. She added some brown sugar to the rest of the ginger soup, then stirred it and turned off the heat.

She knocked on the door, "Catherine, I came to send you ginger soup." Catherine heard Nanny Li's voice, slowly stood up from the bathtub, put on the robe and wrapped in a blanket.

The air conditioner in the room had been set to the highest temperature, and it was getting warm now. Catherine opened the bathroom door, "Nanny Zhang, you come in, the door is not locked!"

The voice of Catherine was nasal. Nanny Li passed the bowl to Catherine's hand. "Drink the ginger soup while it's hot. I'm afraid you won't get used to the taste. I added a little brown sugar for you."

Ginger soup was not particularly hot, Catherine gulped, the whole esophagus was warm. Into bed, Catherine looked at Nanny Zhang, pitiful. "I think I should have caught a cold, who knew the rain suddenly came down, I was stunned."

Nanny Zhang put the bowl on the bedside table, and tucked the corner of the quilt for Catherine. She looked at the poor girl with red cheeks, if caught a cold, she would be fine after a few days' rest. Now the sky slowly got dark, deeper dew, hope not to have a fever.

"The rain always comes and goes in a hurry. Unfortunately, it rained on you. Be careful next time you go out. Drink some ginger soup to warm up. If you don't feel well, take some medicine. You lie down for a while and I handle the pots and pans."

Looking at Nanny Li taking the bowl of medicine out, Catherine was a little sentimental. When she was a little sick before, her mother would hug her to sleep on her bed. Once she had a high fever, it scared her mother so much that she couldn't sleep all night.

"Mom, I went to see dad today. He's fine. It is cloudy today and I can't see you. I wish I could dream of you!" Eyelid was a bit heavy, Catherine closed the eye and fell into deep sleep.

Bruce didn't feel bad at all, he felt more comfortable after drinking ginger soup. After blowing his hair dry, he went to see Catherine, today her mood was not good, and there was a heavy rain, hope anything bad would not happen.

He opened the door gently, and saw Catherine quietly lying on the bed. Bruce closed the door gently and walked slowly to sit on the edge of the bed. He touched her forehead, a little bit hot, touched his for comparison, it seemed to be similar. Perhaps the air conditioning temperature was too high, so the human body temperature was higher.

Catherine's eyes were a little red and swollen, the mood in the sleep was not too stable. Bruce got up and pulled out the quilt on the other side and lay down in it. He held Catherine in the bosom, following her back. This woman fell asleep while the hair was still wet, he looked at the hair dryer put on the table, gently raised Catherine's upper body to lean on him.