The person outside the window hadn't moved for a long time, just standing there looking at a sculpture of a broken arm in the studio, Xie Yi put down the teaching aids in his hand and squinted at her, and the students in the classroom saw that Xie Yi no longer continued to lecture, so they began to talk to each other and whisper.

After a while, it was overcast, and the wind rose again, but the man had no intention of leaving, he hesitated, moved a few steps to the window, who knew that the person outside the window suddenly panicked, and after glancing at him, he hurriedly left the window.

For a long time, Xie Yi's eyes no longer continued to chase the lonely figure, turned around and knocked on the easel with his hand and said, "The weather is bad, get out of class early today, hurry up and pack up your things and go home!"

As soon as the words fell, a dozen or so boys and girls who looked like high school students began to get up from their seats, pack their things, and then leave one after another with their painting clips on their backs.

After the last student left, Xie Yi reached out and picked up the long lock on the windowsill to lock the glass door from the inside, and then walked to the left staircase, the staircase was wooden, and when he stepped on the turning platform, Xie Yi found a person standing at the door of the supermarket diagonally opposite.

The guy who was standing outside the window just now!

She hid in the corner at the entrance of the supermarket, her head down, staring at the ground, looking dumbfounded.

Xie Yi quickly walked up to the attic, pulled back the bamboo curtain, and then leaned back on the tatami mat and looked across the road. Judging from the dress, the person does not look like a beggar and a wanderer, although the green skirt on her body, although there are mud spots, but the design and texture are not affordable for ordinary people, and she wears a green jade bracelet from the Song Dynasty on her left wrist, and the market valuation must be more than one million.

Is this person the daughter of a wealthy businessman? Or is it a young grandmother from a wealthy deep courtyard? Why did she appear on the street? Why was she afraid of him? Did they know each other? Xie Yi pondered as he watched.

Suddenly, raindrops crackled outside the window, and the figure at the door of the supermarket looked up at the sky, and then lowered her head again, as if the weather had nothing to do with her, and after a while, the people shopping in the supermarket slowly gathered at the door, anxiously waiting for the rain to stop, and the green was crowded around by the mixed crowd, and finally disappeared.

Helpless, Xie Yi had no choice but to drop the curtains, step down from the attic, and walk to the door, but he still didn't find the figure, so he returned to the attic, took out a bucket of instant noodles from the cabinet in the corner, then tore open the package, put all the bags in, and then picked up the kettle at hand and poured water into the bucket.

Four or five minutes later, Xie Yi tore off the lid on the noodle bucket, and then ate it with relish, the sound of raindrops outside was getting louder and louder, he looked up at the door, the rain at the door was about half a foot deep, he thought about tomorrow's class arrangement, and then continued to eat instant noodles with his head down.

Early the next morning, the sun shone through the bamboo curtain on the attic, Xie Yi turned over, opened his eyes lazily, and then opened the curtain and looked outside, the person was no longer there.

He laughed at himself as he was stupid while going downstairs to find the key, how could such a living person stay at the door of the supermarket all night, and this person was not an ordinary person's background at first glance, so he either went back by himself or was found by someone.