On March 7, it rained in Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were embarrassed, and the rest was unaware. It's been sunny, so it's done.

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not groan and walk slowly. Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the place where it has always been chic, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine when I return.

- Su Shi "Fixing the Storm"

The crystal lamp in the room seemed to shake slightly, she sat cross-legged on the sofa, stared up, and looked at it for a while, until her eyes were a little dry, then she pursed her lower lip, reached behind her head, hooked her hair to her chest, and lay down on her back, lying on the sofa, buttoning the bookmarked book to her face, and thinking boredly: What is he doing?

At this time, in the suburbs of Nanjing, 20 kilometers away from the city center, in a duplex villa, the lights on the second floor were still on.

Before Ruilin entered the room, she hesitated for a while, lied to Ren Pingsheng and said that she was going to drink a glass of water, went downstairs, poured water, but subconsciously asked Wu's mother who came down from the second floor, and after confirming that she was not here today, she breathed a sigh of relief, put down the glass, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and went upstairs again. Go find Ren Pingsheng.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, he was still taking a bath, Ruilin was in a good mood, opened the red wine cork, poured two glasses, and didn't wait for Ren Pingsheng to come over, he took a sip first, and the taste seemed to be good.

After drinking, he seemed to have grown a lot of courage, smiled and raised his voice and asked inside, "Do you need help? Why haven't you washed it yet?"

The sound of the water inside seemed to come to an abrupt end as she echoed. In the bathroom, there are two bathrobes and one pajamas. Ren Pingsheng curled his fingers, thought for a second, and took away the dark blue bathrobe on his left hand. The door opened.

"If you don't come out, I'm going to go in. With a very light tone, it can be seen that she is very happy today.

Ren Pingsheng pulled her over and sat on the sofa, and Ruilin sat on his lap. Then, the dense kiss fell. He had just finished taking a shower, and there was a very faint fragrance on his body, and the sudden kiss made her a little confused. He hooked his fingers and unbuttoned a few of her blouses.

"I haven't showered yet. As he spoke, his hands went up to his neck and hugged him tightly. The body rubbed, the breath was withdrawn little by little, and the reason was peeled off piece by piece.

He didn't know when he put her on the bed, and when she opened her eyes in a daze, the whole room was illuminated like a chandelier in the daytime. And the tip of Ren Pingsheng's nose was gently pressing against her chest, moving little by little. She reached out and stroked his face, her hair was sticking to her face because of sweat, she brushed away his forehead, and under the light, she looked at this face, trying to find a trace of love in it, but what she saw was only lust.

"Ren Pingsheng, when will you fall in love with me?" Ruilin sighed, as if talking to herself. Never demanding a response from him, nor will there be any response.

The rhythm under him stopped for half a beat, as if because of this almost inaudible sentence, and it seemed that it was just because of this rain outside without warning. Before Ruilin realized what was going on, Ren Pingsheng had already left her, casually pulled the quilt for her, put on a bathrobe, walked to the window, opened the curtains with a bang, Ruilin immediately wrapped herself in the sheet he threw over, and said angrily: "Ren Pingsheng, what's the matter with you?"

The man's slender back stood upright in front of the window, a trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows, and he just said, "It's raining." ”

"yes, it's raining. Raelin wrapped up the sheets and stepped out of bed, her hands around his waist and her arms around him, her face pressed against his back. The chagrin just now turned into tenderness and sweetness again.

"It rained heavily. Ren Pingsheng said.

Ruilin hugged him tighter, and with one hand, he went under his bathrobe and responded, "Yes, it's going down big." ”

The rain poured down the window, and the outside was hazy.

"Go back. Ren Pingsheng pulled her hand away, took off his bathrobe, turned his back to her, picked up a stack of clothes that had been prepared at the head of the bed, and put it on.

Ruilin looked at him with a puzzled face, anger already written on her pretty face.

Ren Pingsheng turned a blind eye, got dressed, remembered something, and said, "Or, take a shower and leave." If you feel hungry, there is food in the refrigerator, or ask Wu's mother to make you some. But remember, I don't want to see you in this room until I come back. ”

"Where are you going?" asked Rielin. His heart was tugging, for fear of hearing the answer from his mouth.

Ren Pingsheng went to get the key, paused, and still replied to her: "Guangxi, I haven't come back yet, I'll look for it." ”

"Don't go. Ruilin grabbed his arm, looked straight at him, and said, "You promised that today is my birthday and you will accompany me for a day." You don't want to do it anymore, you can, we're here, do nothing, and wait until the end of the day. ”

Ren Pingsheng turned around, touched her hair, and said, "Don't be unreasonable." ”

"Is it because I'm being unreasonable, or are you too doting and can't tell which is more important?" Ren Pingsheng, you ......" Ruilin closed her eyes, her voice softened, and said, "Pingsheng, you can accompany me for a day, just a day?"

Ren Pingsheng's gaze returned to its usual coldness, brushed her arm away, and said, "I'm sorry, I should go." Quickly left the room.

Ruilin sat at the head of the bed, as if all her strength had been drained at once, except for disappointment, but still disappointed. In fact, just now she wanted to ask him: "Do you love me?" But she knew very well in her heart that the answer was no, and she didn't need to ask him at all. But what about Guangxi, what kind of feelings does he have for Guangxi?

Guangxi was reading the book she brought out of home at this time, this excerpt from Song Ci, looking through it I don't know how many times, reading it from the beginning, just to kill time. The rain outside the window fell quietly. Before she knew it, she had turned to the page with the bookmark on it. It's Su Shi's words-

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not groan and walk slowly. Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

This poem, without any marking, can also be clearly found on that page of the book, that position, has long been memorized backwards, familiar by heart.

"A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng," she silently recited this sentence, turned her eyes to look at the rain outside the window, and thought: "Ren Pingsheng, where are you now?"