At the end of October, Ruchuan City was in late autumn.

The whole city rained for several days. The image of the tide in the air condenses into ice, alternating wet and cold. The heavy rain seemed to have no tendency to stop, and occasionally hit the window with a clattering sound.

In the airtight interior, blackout curtains cover the scenery outside. Three silver locks were embedded in the white wooden door, which looked depressed and gloomy.

The ceiling lamp on the ceiling is on, and the light is warm yellow and the color is soft. The room is bright and bright, not like the light when you fall asleep.

But under this light.

On the bed by the window, the pink-blue quilt bulged.

The girl curled up into a ball inside, her eyes closed. Half of his fair face and soft hair were exposed.

It seemed that he was not sleeping well. Although Shunen hadn't moved, his face was pale, his eyes were blue-gray, and his eyelashes trembled from time to time. Haggard and restless.

Suddenly.

There was a click from far away, clear and loud.

It was the sound of the entrance door being opened.

Shunen's heart palpitated, and immediately opened his eyes. She looked dull, awake for a while, sweating on her forehead.

Thinking of the sound he had just heard, Shunen slowly got out of bed, with a faint gasp in his throat. She stepped on the soft carpet and stopped in front of the door.

Standing here, I could faintly hear the voice of her mother Deng Qingyu talking to herself.

But she still looked very vigilant, and opened the two lower locks, leaving the top chain lock alone. Shunen opened the door carefully, only a small gap was opened.

After confirming that the person outside was Deng Qingyu, Shunian completely relaxed. She pursed her lips, scratched her head, rummaging for slippers that she didn't know where she was kicked.

After putting it on, walked out of the room.

The house is not too big, about fifty square meters. One bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, with a small balcony attached. At this time the curtains have been opened, and apart from the luxuriant camphor trees outside the French windows, only raindrops are constantly falling.

The sky is gloomy, and night has not yet fallen.

A slight wind came in through the gap in the window, as if it was mixed with ice.

Shunian couldn't help shivering.

There was no carpet in the living room, and the sound of slippers beating on the floor was not small, which quickly attracted Deng Qingyu's attention.

"Why is your face so bad? Didn't sleep well?"

Shunen shook his head and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here."

"I called you yesterday and heard you cough. Just so your aunt sent a box of pears and brought some to you." Deng Qingyu pointed to the kitchen, "put a bag in the refrigerator. Now I am going to stew it for you. Rock Sugar Sydney."

Shunian picked up the kettle on the coffee table and filled it with water next to the water dispenser, and responded warmly.

"thanks Mom."

Deng Qingyu stopped, and simply cleaned up the living room, and said, "You have to pay attention to the season change recently. Don't keep the windows closed, pay attention to ventilation, and don't get sick."

Shunen nodded: "Okay."

Filled the water half full, Shunen returned to the coffee table holding the kettle and started to boil the water.

The power of the kettle was high, and it didn't take long for it to make a boiling sound and smoke. Shunen opened the plastic bag on the coffee table, took out several boxes of medicine inside, and carefully looked at the instructions.

Deng Qingyu couldn't get down, righted the pillow on the sofa, and asked casually, "I shouldn't have a fever, right?"

Shunen raised his head and answered obediently: "No, I just coughed a little."

Deng Qingyu said nothing, and glanced at Shunian.

She pursed her lips, lowered her eyes again, staring at the small print on the paper, looking very serious.

Later, Deng Qingyu entered the kitchen.

When Deng Qingyu returned to the living room, she found that Shunian was still in the same posture as before, motionless. The spine is straight, and the soft hair is drooping down, slightly fluffy.

The facial features are small and soft, and it looks like a child who has not grown up.

She kicked the slippers underneath, messy.

"What is this." Deng Qingyu walked to her and suddenly remembered, "Is it Thursday today? Are you going to see a psychiatrist later?"

"Yeah." Shunen put the medicine away and put it away again, "I have to go every week."

The atmosphere returned to silence.

Deng Qingyu squatted down and put her slippers in place, and her voice was small and cautious: "Niannian, you said that it has been almost a year since you went to see this psychologist. Do you think it works..."

After studying, he thought about it for a moment, hesitatingly replied: "It should be."

Deng Qingyu's expression was hesitant to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and reached out and rubbed her head: "That's good."

"what's happenin?"

"Nothing." Deng Qingyu smiled. "Mom will ask about your condition."

Shunian recalled what the doctor said to her last week: "The last time I went, the doctor told me that if the treatment continues, I can go there once in two weeks after a while. This cycle will slowly lengthen."

"Then it will be completely healed slowly, isn't it?" Deng Qingyu's mood suddenly improved, and there was still joking thoughts, "Mom is still waiting for you to bring a boyfriend back."

Suddenly a topic jumped, Shunen paused instantly and looked at her in amazement.

Deng Qingyu couldn't help but laugh: "Why is this expression."

"Yes." Shunian didn't know what to say, and after holding back for a long time, he only said something, "Mom, are you in a hurry?"

Deng Qingyu said, "Don't worry."

After hearing this, Shunen breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I wait until the illness is completely healed before looking for it? Then I will find a good-looking one, so that my mother will find it pleasing to your eyes."

Deng Qingyu shook his head, disagreeing: "Good-looking men are not reliable."

Shunen was choked by her words, coughed twice, and muttered softly: "It's not good-looking, even if it's reliable, I don't feel happy..."

"..."

For a long time, Deng Qingyu looked at the clock on the wall and packed up his things: "It's almost four o'clock. Mom is going to pick up your brother from school. Remember to drink Rock Sugar Sydney. I have a lot of stew. Remember to bring some for Police Officer He."

Shunen stood up and gave her away, and said vaguely, "I can finish it."

Deng Qingyu couldn't see her stingy look, frowned and said, "You want to find a good-looking boyfriend like this?"

"..."

Saying goodbye to Deng Qingyu, Shunian closed the door.

The room quieted down instantly.

Such an atmosphere made Shunen confused. She looked down, twisted her hand, and locked the door. Go back to the balcony and relock the French windows opened by Deng Qingyu.

The action is neat and simple, like doing it a million times.

I remembered Deng Qingyu's words just made her pay attention to ventilation.

Shunian hesitated, opened a small gap in the French window, and then closed the curtain.

The rustling little movement.

After eating the rock candy Sydney, Shunen washed the dishes. When passing by the French window, she closed it again, and then returned to the room with confidence, changed clothes and went out.

It took more than ten minutes before Shunian walked to the entrance of the hospital in the city center. Go to the fifth floor and go to the psychiatric department for one hour of psychotherapy.

After it was over, Shunian went to the internal medicine department downstairs to find a doctor to prescribe some cold medicine.

I don't know why during this period, there are so many people, it takes a while. When Shuran left the hospital, the sky was half dark.

The street lights outside the hospital were bright, and long shadows were drawn on the concrete floor. The rain was getting weaker, and it was pattering, stained with white light, and smashed down.

There are still people coming and going. But not much, very quiet.

Shunian wanted to get home before it was completely dark, and his pace was much faster than before. Before opening the umbrella, she subconsciously looked around.

Suddenly noticed that there was a lonely person like her.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, with finely shredded hair on his forehead, slightly longer, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes. Half of his face was backlit, drowning in darkness, vague and unclear, with a gloomy hostility.

Quietly.

Soon, Shunen withdrew his sight. Suddenly remembering something, he stopped moving and looked over again.

His lips opened, and he was taken aback.

... She seems to know him.

Shunen's strength tightened while holding the umbrella, her eyes blanked and froze in place. He stopped his eyes on the wheelchair under him, trying to say something, but was dumb because of this picture.

A few minutes have passed.

The man raised his eyes suddenly and glanced across her body. But it was unfamiliar and didn't even stay for a second. Her breathing stagnated, and her throat was choked by the look in her ice-like eyes.

The rain is still falling.

There was the sound of hula la around, accompanied by a biting chill.

Shunen took a deep breath, pinched the palm of his hand to cheer himself up, and walked over. The voice was small and gentle, with some uncertainty: "Xie Ruhe?"

Hearing the sound, the man looked over, fixed his eyes on her, revealing his full face. He is an extremely beautiful man. Peach blossom eyes, deep wrinkled eyelids, pale face. Obviously a passionate face, but his expression is as cold as ice.

The temperature of the whole body seems to have dropped a bit.

Shunen pursed her lips, feeling a little at a loss, and subconsciously handed him the umbrella.

"Did you not bring an umbrella? Or I—"

The man didn't finish listening and stopped staying.

There was no change in his expression from beginning to end, he moved his wheelchair and went directly into the rain.

Shunian stood there for a while, but did not catch up. She kept her eyes away and didn't look at him again. He stretched out his umbrella, walked around the puddle in front of him, and walked towards home.

When Fang Wencheng drove the car to the entrance of the hospital, he happened to see a woman talking to Xie Ruhe.

The next moment, Xie Ruhe suddenly had a movement and came out in the rain silently. Fang Wencheng was startled by this unpredictable action, and immediately opened the car door and ran in his direction under the umbrella.

"Master." Fang Wencheng put most of his umbrella on him, and said anxiously, "Why are you out in the rain..."

Xie Ruhe didn't speak, his body was half wet, and the black eyes were wet with water. The skin is pale, the purple bloodshot eyes can be clearly seen, and the curve of the jaw is sharp and cold.

Fang Wencheng got used to it and continued: "Mr. Ji just called me and asked you to go back to Ji's house."

Get in the car.

Following the rearview mirror, Fang Wencheng realized that Xie Ruhe's face was not very good.

At this moment, he was looking out the window. The drops of water slid down the side face and dripped from the chin. His eyes were like thick ink, stained with qi, touching the person in the distance.

Fang Wencheng followed his sight.

——It's the woman who just spoke to him.

Fang Wencheng started the car: "Master, do you know the lady? Do you want to pick her up?"

Xie Ruhe withdrew his gaze and slowly closed his eyes.

His reaction was expected by Fang Wencheng, so he didn't continue to mention: "There was a robbery in the parking space just now. I went to help, so I wasted some time."

"..."

Xie Ruhe's eyelids moved slightly.

"I don't know if it will rain for a few more days." Fang Wencheng reluctantly said, "The drainage system in the southern district is not ready, the roads are flooded, and there is always traffic jam. Mr. Ji is still waiting for you, and I don't know 8 o'clock. Could it be before—"

The man in the back seat suddenly interrupted him: "Keep up."

Fang Wencheng was stunned, but didn't respond: "Huh?"

Probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xie Ruhe's voice was slightly hoarse, deep and heavy, like red wine in the dark night. He turned his head, opened his eyes again unconsciously, and looked out the window.

a long time.

Three more words came from behind. A low, moist voice, with a chill. No waves.

"Follow her."

After leaving the hospital, the nearby light faded.

The raindrops hit the ground, igniting fleeting water splashes, which were reflected in the dark sky.

There was something wrong with the street lamp at the end. It flickered like it was going to go out the next moment. Shunen turned on the phone's flashlight, illuminating the road ahead, and walked forward slowly.

The cold wind mixed with the fine rain, poured into the neck cavity one after another. The chest seemed to be pierced by something sharp, and it hurts inexplicably.

Shunen squeezed the umbrella handle tightly and exhaled dullly.

Did she admit the wrong person?

After all, it has been so many years. The Xie Ruhe in his memory is just what he looked like when he was young.

Dark black hair, eyes of the same tone. Blue-and-white striped school uniform, white-washed sneakers. Standing tall and straight. Don't like to talk, don't like to laugh.

It was so gloomy that one dared not approach.

Always be alone, always alone. It's like living in your own world.

And the man just now.

Cold air, dressed in a black trench coat. Obviously because of being in a wheelchair, he was a lot shorter than a human, but he was still arrogant. The facial features are longer than those of adolescence, and they are tough and distinct.

A sense of familiarity blows across the face.

Shunen sniffed.

She has no malice, nor does she want to be close. It's just that he seems to have been waiting here alone for a long time. I don't know if anyone will pick him up. And don’t know why, he still...in a wheelchair.

So just want to tell him.

The weather is very cold and the rain does not know when it will stop. She can give him the umbrella. Her home is not far away, she can run back, or buy an umbrella at a nearby convenience store.

It's just such a sentence.

But he still didn't listen, but she didn't have the stubborn courage she used to.

I don't know why Xie Ruhe suddenly thought about it.

Fang Wencheng's expression was complicated, he reached out and hung a gear, half-lifted the clutch, and drove forward. I can still notice a stray dog ​​flying by from the side.

Take this trail and onto the road.

The woman walked on the sidewalk, Fang Wencheng drove the car, keeping a distance of about five meters from her. Behind him from time to time, the whistle urging him sounded, making him restless.

A few minutes passed.

"Master." Fang Wencheng's face was bitter, and his driving hands began to sweat. "The people behind won't get out of the car and hit me directly, right?"

Xie Ruhe still looked at the woman outside the window, did not move, and did not answer him.

There was a car passing fast from another lane.

Behind him was the sound of whistling one after another, and occasionally a man's displeased curse could be heard.

Soon, Fang Wencheng couldn't stand it anymore, and carefully glanced at the rearview mirror: "Master, do you want to know where the lady lives?"

Xie Ruhe did not speak.

Fang Wencheng swallowed, feeling that he was not doing the job: "I don't think it is appropriate for us to drive like this. Maybe it will scare the lady."

"..."

"I mean, if you like her, or just ask her for contact information..."

"..."

Fang Wencheng scratched his head and made another suggestion: "Or I got out of the car and followed... what do you think?"

These words seemed to touch Xie Ruhe's nerve. His eyebrows moved, he slowly retracted his gaze, and pulled out a smile. Without any smile.

A few seconds later, Xie Ruhe's expression froze, and the arc of the corner of his mouth recovered.

The atmosphere in the car instantly dropped to freezing point.

Xie Ruhe's voice was light and fluttering, mixed with a little irritability, and uncertain. The tone was extremely hostile, and gradually increased as each word was spit out——

"Then let the **** come to drive, right?"

Because my mind is all on the matter of just seeing Xie Ruhe.

Shunen's mood was a little low, his attention was distracted, and his guardian heart was not as serious as usual, but he soon discovered that... there seemed to be a car following her behind.

Fearing that he was thinking too much, Shunen secretly looked over there, pretending to be casual.

Black Bentley, you can see a man in the driver's seat. There was no one in the front passenger seat, and the back seat could not be seen clearly.

Shunen lowered his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and cautiously entered 110 on the dial key. She hung her head, covered her sight with the umbrella, pretending to be in a puddle. stop-and-go.

I have been paying attention to the car with my peripheral vision.

The black Bentley, as she thought, started and stopped. She walked away, she stopped it.

A car was stuck on the side of the road, moving at the speed of a tortoise, ignoring the urging of the whistle behind, and insisting on moving at this speed, only to put up a sign to tell the world-"I'm following people, don't disturb me".

Shunen's face instantly became pale, as if all the blood had been removed, and he subconsciously walked to the innermost side of the sidewalk. Her steps quickened and her breathing became difficult.

There was only one thought left in his head.

Go to the nearby police station.

No matter who is following her, as long as you go to the police station, you are safe.

Shunen's pace is getting faster and faster.

White shoes stepped into the puddle, splashing water and stains. The light was dim and the wind was bitter. Her head is drooping, cowardly like a small animal trembling in the street when she is homeless on a rainy night.

Haven't waited for Shunen to turn.

Because she kept her head down and didn't see the road ahead, she bumped into the chest of a man. Shunen's breathing was stagnant, and he took a few steps back like a snake. Look up.

"Right..."

Her apology was not finished yet. At the same time, there was a loud noise behind him.

Bang--

It's the sound of a car crashing into a car.

Shunian followed the voice and turned back.

The black Bentley was still five meters away from her. The white car behind her got down in the driver's seat of a man, full of anger, went straight to the black Bentley, and knocked on the window: "Are you sick?!"

It's a rear-end collision.

Shunen was relieved inexplicably with the curse that followed.

The next moment, the man she hit made a noise.

The voice is rough, heavy and deep, and the smokey voice formed after acquired is somewhat sexy. Somewhat familiar.

"Little girl."

Shunen looked up.

The man did not hold an umbrella and wore a waterproof hooded jacket. The coat was loose, the hat was put on his head, and a few stubbles grew on the chin. He has a handsome face and a tall and strong figure.

It's someone she knows.

He You, Police Officer He in the mouth of Deng Qingyu.

He You glanced and observed the situation over there, but didn't care too much. Subconsciously touched his pocket, took out the pack of cigarettes, and quickly put it back, looking at Shunen: "Why is this expression?"

Shunian didn't say a word.

Upon seeing this, He You lowered his head and noticed her pale face. He raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly: "Oh, is being followed again?"

"..."

Shunen's lips were drawn into a line, and she held her bag with one hand, and moved away from the subject in a low mood: "There seems to be a car accident over there, don't you want to see it?"

He You hummed: "When will I come to do the traffic police work?"

Shunen said: "Then I will go back first."

"Don't need me to send you off?" He You didn't notice her emotions, and laughed twice, "Don't scare yourself all day long, I will think you want to pick me up more often."

Shunen's footsteps stopped and frowned, only thinking that he regarded himself as a fool. She squeezed the bag in her hand, pulled out the folds, and turned to look at the black Bentley: "It's someone..."

Her voice was low and slow, and stopped at a certain moment.

At this moment, the back seat window of the black Bentley was half open, and a man sitting in the back seat could be clearly seen. As if he was out of the picture, he put his elbows on the car window, his face was cold, half of his face was in the dark, and he outlined a deep profile of his face.

Putting his eyes on her unabashedly.

Look up.

Shunen was suddenly speechless.

He You waited for a few seconds, didn't hear her next words, looked down. Then he took the umbrella in her hand and covered it mostly on her body: "Okay, let's go."

Shunen retracted his gaze and was stunned: "Where to go?"

"Where else can I go?" He You's final tone was slightly picked and laughed, "Take you home. Little girl."

Shunian answered the voice and followed him forward. She couldn't help but put it on the Bentley again, but when she looked there again, she found that the back seat window had risen.

A black mirror was left, reflecting the light of the street lamp.

He You seems to have other things.

On the way, Shunian heard him pick up a phone call, seeming to be urging him to move faster. He You didn't have much patience, so he yelled at him, "Okay, I'm in a hurry. I'll go there with a change of clothes."

Shunian was so scared that he stepped on a puddle.

Both of them were splashed.

He You looked at her blankly: "Did you **** jump on it?"

Shunen was in a bad mood, looking at the dirty white shoes, frowning.

"Sister, why don't you say a word?" He You hung up the phone and said helplessly, "Like a dull gourd."

Shunen thought about it, and felt that it wasn't good for him to be like this, so he cried a topic: "You want to go home too?"

"Yeah, I forgot to bring my umbrella. I got wet all over. I went back and changed my clothes before coming out." He You reached out and wiped his face, "I'm so cold."

Shunen understood: "Then you just want to rub my umbrella, not send me home."

"..."

He You's expression was a bit difficult to say, and he was instantly happy: "It's just you **** caress."

There is no elevator in Shunmin's house.

The corridor is not narrow, and the lighting is sound-controlled and very bright.

Shunian lives on the second floor and is there by climbing one stairs. She hung the umbrella next to the shoe rack, did not rush to close the door, looked up and said, "Officer He, do you drink rock candy Sydney? My mother made it."

He You lives upstairs in Shunian. At this moment he just walked to the door of the house, took out the key, and waved his hand: "No, I will go out soon. Thank you auntie for me."

Shunian answered, and didn't force it. Close the door and don't forget to lock the door. She was exhausted and threw her bag on the sofa, but she still wandered around every corner of the house and checked the doors and windows before returning to the living room.

Picked up the dirty white shoes and went into the bathroom.

Shunian took a pot of hot water and squatted on the floor to brush his shoes. Absent-mindedly, the person in the back seat of the black Bentley kept floating in his mind.

For a long time, she drooped her eyelids and went to the balcony to dry her shoes with a water basin.

After washing, Shunen's wet hair was draped, and she practiced her mouth shape on the TV in the living room. Noting that it was almost twelve o'clock, she turned off the TV.

Shunian turned on the light in the room and opened the door wide. Then she went to the living room to turn off the light, and her eyes were dark. She hurried back to the room and pulled the three locks on the side of the door.

Turn on the air conditioner, Shunen climbed into bed, no sleep.

She hid under the covers, staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a few seconds, Shunian suddenly picked up the phone on the bedside table and flipped through the few lists in the address book.

Shunen's gaze stopped at the three words "Xie Ruhe", his fingertips paused, and there was no movement.

She wants to know if that person today is Xie Ruhe.

If so, why did he ignore her; if not, why did he follow her.

Be puzzled.

This is the number Xie Ruhe used five years ago, after which he went abroad. At that time, she contacted him, basically through the qq network tool.

So Shunen was not sure if he was using this number.

Shunen sighed, threw the phone aside, rolled into the quilt, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep quickly.

After a long while, Shunen got up, the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked sad. She turned on the phone again and dialed directly this time, as if impulsively at the same time.

Did not even consider that it was too late at the moment.

Beep, beep, beep——

In this waiting time.

Shunen inexplicably recalled the scene where they met for the first time, his expression was empty, and he lost consciousness without knowing it. The sound of the machine is still ringing, and the call is automatically hung up without anyone answering it for a long time.

Shunen let out a dull sigh. She retracted her mind and put the phone on the bedside cabinet.

There was a slight impact.

At the same time, the phone's ringtone seemed to be turned on and suddenly rang.

Shunian had a look on her face, looked down, and then froze.

Actually, it came back...

The author has something to say: the male protagonist can only stand up in a wheelchair in the early stage.

Shunen couldn't believe it, nervous and frantic, almost hung up the phone. She calmed her breath and answered the phone.

The next second, the man's low and thin voice came from that end.

"Who."

Shunen's breath stopped, fingers unconsciously picking at the quilt. She opened her mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

But the people on the other end are very patient, don't urge or hang up.

For a long time, Shunen said in an obscure voice: "Hello, is this Xie Ruhe?"

There was no talking for a long time, and it was so quiet that I could not even hear the breathing.

It's like putting the mobile phone far, far away and forgetting to cut off the sudden call. I don't care, I don't know what kind of mood the person opposite made this call.

It was still raining outside the window, and the sound of pouring rain was rustling, accompanied by a strong wind. It overlaps and overlaps with the sound of rain in the memory.

I do not know how long it has been.

The man opened his mouth, his voice was low and dull, cold and non-emotional, like ice cola suddenly stuck to his face, numb with cold.

"You got the wrong person."

...

Shunian met Xie Ruhe for the first time, and it was also raining in the night like now. They were all chilly, and between exhales and breaths, the taste was cold and moist.

It was in her second year of junior high, in that small place in Shiyan Town.

It takes about twenty minutes to walk home from school.

Winter is coming soon, and it gets dark quickly. The lights on the side of the road are not bright, there are little flying ants flapping their wings inside. The rain in my ears was loud, and the puddles accumulated on the ground were shiny, reflecting the light.

After school, Shunian didn't want to go home too early, so he finished his homework in the classroom and then left school. Holding an umbrella, she carefully avoided puddles on the ground for fear of staining her shoes.

She walked slowly. It was almost seven o'clock before she reached the position where she could see the water bridge near her home.

After crossing this bridge, I arrived at the residential area where I lived.

Shunian was about to walk over, when he heard abusive sound from the other end from afar. She blinked, thought for a moment, and after a few seconds she overlapped the voice with a voice in her head.

It is Uncle Li Hong who lives next door to her house.

"You said that you kid can do anything?! If it wasn't for Yu Peng who introduced you, I **** drove you away!" Li Hong was wearing a raincoat, pinching his waist, spitting out, "You said Now these goods are all wet, how can I explain?"

Upon hearing this, Shunian stood on tiptoe and looked sideways.

I saw a tall and thin boy standing in front of Li Hong, his head down at this time. The loose blue and white school uniform jacket, the zipper was not pulled, revealing the short sleeves of the school uniform inside, the pants looked a little short on him, and the water drops fell down the trousers.

His face was covered by rain and fog, only a vague outline could be seen.

Shunen didn't know what was going on, so he walked over there slowly.

The closer you go, the better you can see the situation there.

Behind the two of them was a small three-wheeled car with several cardboard boxes. There was a roof on the tricycle, but there was a hole in it, raindrops leaked from it, and the outer skin of the box was wrinkled.

Shunian recognized the car as Li Hong's. The ceiling was originally broken.

Li Hong was still scolding, even pushing Xie Ruhe's shoulder with his hands, looking domineering.

"Anyway, today's loss will be offset by your salary!"

Xie Ruhe was pushed back for a while, but still did not say a word, with his head low, from this angle only his exposed nose and lips could be seen, the curve of his jaw stiffened, and the masseter muscles tightened. The whole body was soaked.

In such weather, it seems to be condensing into ice.

The ugly curse continued.

During this period, Shunian walked up to the two of them and gave half of the umbrella to Xie Ruhe.

She is very small, her face is small, her skin is fair and smooth, her features are delicate and delicate, she looks like a porcelain doll.

Shunen looked up at Li Hong who was domineering in front of him, and whispered, "Uncle Li."

Seeing Shunen, Li Hong's expression became even more ugly.

"Little kid, get out and go home."

Shunen immediately corrected: "I am not a kid."

Li Hong sneered.

Shunian pointed to the position of the tricycle, and said seriously: "I remember that the roof of your car had a hole. Isn't it a problem with the tools you provided him? You can't just stop paying him for this. "

Being poked by her, Li Hong was very upset, and quibbled: "I delivered the goods to him. If the goods went wrong, of course I was looking for him. Is it possible that I would suffer this dumb loss?"

Shunian was stunned, but he didn't go around and wanted to continue to reason with him.

"But this car—"

"Don't say it, it's so annoying." Li Hong picked his ears, raised his feet and sat on the tricycle, "What kind of stuff is coming to teach me, it's a **** problem."

Shunen pursed her lips and said, "Don't scold someone."

"What's wrong with scolding you? If there is a problem with the goods, I will find the delivery person. This is the truth here. What nonsense are you talking to me?" Li Hong turned his head and shouted loudly, "What the ****!"

After speaking, he did not wait for Shunen to speak, stepped on the pedal and left quickly.

There were only two of them left on the water bridge, silent and speechless.

Shunen scratched his head, but there was no solution, so he turned his head to look at Xie Ruhe next to him and asked, "Does your family live here?"

He didn't speak or look at her, turned his head and walked in the opposite direction of the residential area.

Shunian was stunned, and quickly followed.

His steps are larger than hers, and Shunian has to trot to keep up with him.

Splashes of water splashed from the shoes on the puddles, stains on the shoes, and all the careful results along the way vanished. Shunian was anxious and couldn't help but grabbed the corner of his clothes, a little angry: "Hey!"

After hearing the sound, Xie Ruhe paused.

This move caused Shunian's faint anger to dissipate immediately.

Shunen wrinkled annoyedly when thinking of his impolite scream. She pointed to the umbrella handle and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me get this?"

Shunian raised his eyes, and just happened to hit his line of sight.

His bangs are a bit long, half covering his eyes. Because of this, his eyes are not real.

But it seemed to be confused by her behavior.

But this time Xie Ruhe responded to her words. After a moment of silence, he obediently accepted the umbrella in her hand.

Shunian thanked him softly, and watched him secretly while unzipping the small grid of his schoolbag.

The boy's hair was wet, water drops fell down the end of the hair, and his face was very pale. The eyelashes are dense and long, like two small fans. The eyes look like painted, clear and distinct. The bridge of the nose is straight and straight, and the lips are purplish frozen underneath.

Shunen doesn't have much vocabulary, so I can't think of how to describe his appearance.

The first word that came up in my mind was-"beautiful".

Although gloomy, he was an extremely beautiful teenager.

She actually didn't have much to do, she just wanted to give him the umbrella.

Shunen thought about it, took out a mango gummy from his school bag, and placed it in front of him like a comfort.

"Please have a candy."

Xie Ruhe did not answer.

Shunen looked at him with round eyes, and after a stalemate with him for a while, his grip on Tang became tighter. She sighed like a little adult and put the candy in his pocket.

"It rains... well, don't get caught in the rain when it rains. My house is here, and I ran back quickly."

He still ignored her.

Shunen had no temper, and added: "Take your umbrella back, go home early."

After speaking, she stopped waiting for him to respond, and put her schoolbag on her back.

When he was about to run forward in a hurry, Xie Ruhe suddenly raised the umbrella in front of her. The umbrella covered her completely, and his body was exposed to heavy rain again.

Shunian paused and turned to look at him.

The heavy rain drenched his whole body, and the hair on his forehead was glued into bunches, and his short sleeves were attached to his body, which outlined his slightly thin figure, and the whole person was embarrassed.

Shunen did not answer, his eyes were stained with water vapor in this rainy day, like two black beads soaked in water.

"Aren't you cold? Why don't you hold an umbrella."

Xie Ruhe lowered his eyes, avoiding her sight.

Shunen didn't know what to say, but after spending so much time on this matter, there was no reason to stop it. She lowered her eyebrows and whispered, "Goodbye then."

She just took a step forward.

The person next to him also took a step forward.

Shunian looked at him sideways, wondering: "Or do you live here?"

He didn't move his head, and there was no tendency to nod at all. Shunen had no choice but to say: "Then you go in the umbrella, let's go."

Silent all the way.

After crossing the bridge, I kept walking forward and saw a house with an old locust tree in the courtyard. Turn right, walked under the fourth street light, and arrived at Shunian's home.

She stopped: "I'm here, goodbye."

Shunian fumbled for the key in his pocket and heard Xie Ruhe's leaving footsteps behind him.

She opened the door.

When I looked back, Xie Ruhe had already reached the second street light on the road, still holding her umbrella in his hand, and the figure stained by the rain was blurred a lot.

That location happened to be in front of Li Hong's house.

The tricycle and an old black bicycle were in the small courtyard. He stopped abruptly and looked at the bicycle quietly.

Lights and shadows interlaced on his pale face, and his expression was vague.

Into the house.

Hearing the movement, Deng Qingyu came out of the kitchen. Noting Shunen's dirty shoes and empty hands, his expression became unsightly: "Why is it so late. Where's the umbrella? Give it to someone else?"

Shunen took off his shoes and socks and nodded: "I saw a boy who was cheated by Uncle Li Hong for his wages, and he didn't bring an umbrella, so I gave him the umbrella."

"I told you hundreds of times!" Deng Qingyu immediately became fierce, "How many people are in the world? You can manage each of them? Take care of yourself first! Don't listen to your dad's bullshit. !"

"I don't have all the people in the world to care about." Shunen picked up the shoes and walked into the bathroom. "But I can't ignore it when I see it. An umbrella is not expensive."

Shunen listened to her very much, except in this respect, as savage as her father. Deng Qingyu didn't want to hear her say so much, and looked at her: "Are you getting wet? Hurry up and give me a bath. Put your shoes on first."

Shunian stood in front of the sink and obediently found a basin of blister shoes.

"No, that person sent me back before leaving."

There was silence for a second.

Deng Qingyu took a deep breath and pulled Shunian out of the bathroom. This time her voice is no longer high, and seriously, trying to make sense to her: "Shunen, I will tell you one last time. There are many bad guys in this world. You can't always be like this, you are not defensive at all. ."

"But I know everyone around..." Shunen was frightened by her sudden behavior, and she spoke a little hurriedly. "That boy should be about my age, he is still wearing a junior high school uniform."

"Bad people are of no age. And now the sound of rain is so loud, it can completely cover your voice." Deng Qingyu closed her eyes and looked tired, "Can you listen to my mother? I can't control other people, but you are me. Child."

"..."

"I will go home after school, you know? Don't stay outside."

"..."

Shunen lowered his eyes and looked at the floor.

After a long time, she whispered: "Okay."

Because of this, Shunen couldn't keep up his energy all day. She felt that she had done nothing wrong, but her mother taught her a lesson, saying that she was as disobedient as a bad child.

After school the next day, Shunen stopped staying in the school and walked towards home with his schoolbag.

The sky is still bright, the rain has stopped, and the ground is getting dry.

On the way home, Shunian was able to meet many neighbors he knew. She clutched the schoolbag belt and walked forward with a heavy heart. Passing by the house with the old locust tree, she suddenly heard the woman talking in it mentioning Li Hong's name.

Shunen stopped inexplicably and leaned against the wall outside to listen to them chatting.

After listening for a long time, it should be summed up.

Li Hong was out today. He rode his broken bicycle. The brakes failed and hit a tree on the side of the road. Half of his leg broke and he was still lying in the hospital.

Shunen's expression stagnated, and inexplicably remembered the last scene of yesterday.

The young man stood there, as if he was left alone. Looking at Li Hong's yard, his expression was dark and full of hostility.

Probably not.

Thinking of what his mother said yesterday, Shunen clenched his fists subconsciously, and continued walking in confusion.

It's almost at the doorstep.

When he raised his eyes, Shunen's footsteps stopped again.

The teenager she just thought of was standing in front of her yard at the moment.

He was born thin, but tall, and stood stiff, without the embarrassment of yesterday. Wearing a junior high school uniform, his appearance is immature, but without any emotions. Black and shiny peach eyes, knife-cut nose bridge, and rouge lips.

Holding the umbrella she gave him yesterday.

Shunen silently gave him the title of "the most beautiful junior high school student".

She walked over.

Noting her figure, Xie Ruhe looked at her sideways. He walked over, not gentle, slipped the umbrella into Shunen's arms and left.

Did not stay for a second.

But Xie Ruhe hasn't walked a few steps yet.

The next moment, Shunen suddenly ran up to him, pulling him aside with great effort. Her expression was very serious, her soft voice lowered, and she was particularly delicate: "Do you know that Uncle Li Hong is in the hospital?"

Xie Ruhe looked at her blankly without saying a word.

He looked like this, Shunen didn't know what he was thinking, and was a little anxious: "It's not really you, right?"