Chapter 55: Heavy Rain, Flooded Street (3)

The water flows downward. For a while, the drain of the aqueduct could not drain the rainwater in time, and the rainwater collected, so the rainwater had to pour into the low part of the store's inner corridor.

The two of them retreated again and again, but they still couldn't match the speed of the water flowing into the inner corridor.

The owner of the shop had no choice but to pick up a broom and clean up the water in front of the door himself.

Originally, there were few customers coming and going on rainy days, and the rain also skimmed in, wetting the dry umbrella placed at the door, and the shopkeeper was naturally sad and in no mood to do things.

The proprietress cleaned it twice, and it was really unfortunate that she just threw the water at Zhao Yihuan's feet.

In order to avoid the cold rain, Zhao Yihuan jumped step by step, walking more and more.

"When you get close to me like me, my little heart is always pounding, and I always feel like something pleasant is going to happen in the next second. ”

Zhang Yihang looked at Zhao Yihuan next to him and blinked, his expression was slightly embarrassed.

"But I'm not misunderstanding something. She...... I ......"

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and God is like a magician, connecting one rain after another, turning it into a new blood that can change the old state of the city and welcome the surging passion.

"It was a good time. It was also raining heavily, so I didn't have to take the most annoying sketching lesson, so I secretly went to the piano room to practice that day. After many years, it is still one of my last remaining hobbies. - Zhao Yihuan

"Heavy rain is always accompanied by pleasant accidents, and in that musical world, she is a happy fairy in white. - Zhang Yihang

"The most touching sound is that a few people understand after a song. Everyone knows that a bosom friend is hard to find, if you understand me, keep him in the bottom of your heart and never say it. - Zhao Yihuan

"The softest piece of the heart may be left behind by the notes. Every time it's a tune you play, it heals the heart that has been restless. - Zhang Yihang

"It is the ruthless falling flowers, passing away with the flowing water, it is the hundred sounds entering the valley, with the first song of a thousand birds, it is the white smoke curling, it can be seen with the warm spring, it is the deep love and longevity, and the dream is lovesick. - Zhao Yihuan

"A song of lovesickness is known to a few people, and a few people guess the marriage of a word. I want to tell the heart of this life and talk about my thoughts, but I don't know what you want, only difficult and difficult. - Zhang Yihang

"Don't dream and wake up, who tears trickle. My heart is bound, and there is no other sail in a thousand sails. There is a dream, there is a pair of butterflies, they look at each other silently, dragonflies fall into the water, ripples, and clear waves. - Zhao Yihuan

"The wine in the back alley is intoxicating, half sweet and half bitter. Just as the first time I saw it, I didn't know it. - Zhang Yihang

"Eh......" Zhang Yihang sighed loudly, and the newly grown young leaves and branches on the tree also fell.

Well, spring has only been here for a few days, and the fallen flowers and leaves are like heavy snow, covering this poetic city.

"If I had bravely expressed my heart that day, perhaps I would not have had to wait for the tormented days. ”

From an unread letter:

The most important you in life, do you know my secret? Maybe because of your seriousness, you ignore the low-key me, but I still sincerely hope that I can listen to your singing voice again with the eyes of an appreciator.

A voice full of secrets always needs a friend who explores the mysteries, and I've always wanted to play this role, I wonder if you can give me that opportunity.

Your voice is clear and clean, melodious and tactful. Calm down, like the crisp feeling brought by the tapping of silk and bamboo, a little bit, exciting.

In this life, I am fortunate to listen to your song, and I have to be so leisurely, but I am also presumptuous, I don't know if I have the intention of colliding.