Gu Weiwei walked into the pavilion, the umbrella surface was tilted, and the crystal transparent water droplets slid down the lifelike red plum and snow map on the umbrella surface, like beads that suddenly collapsed, scattered all over the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qi Mingrui's heart tightened, and the words that he and Mr., a lonely man and a widow, were in the same pavilion came to his mind. My breathing slowly became tense and rapid.

Gu Weiwei leaned the umbrella aside, and looked at Qi Mingrui with a pair of shining eyes that seemed to have been moistened by water. The sound was like a stone that fell in the center of the lake, splashing a string of ripples in Qi Mingrui's heart lake, which lasted for a long time.

"It's fate!"

Is this called fate? The words fate made Qi Mingrui's heart rise a little sweet, and he met Mr. twice to avoid the rain, it was indeed fate.

Qi Mingrui didn't know how to answer for a while, so he stood up nervously, his voice was slightly stuck, "First, hello sir!"

Gu Weiwei suddenly glanced at him seriously, and chuckled out loud.

The voice was obviously gentle, like a breeze blowing without weight, but Qi Mingrui could catch her voice, which was clear and pleasant, like a lark in the forest.

There was a sudden burst of joy in his heart, he had the privilege of listening to his husband's singing?

"Okay, you sit down and study on your own, it's not good to disturb your peace because of my arrival. ”

He shook his head vigorously, and said silently, "How so?" or replied respectfully, "Yes, sir." ”

Gu Weiwei sat aside and looked away, not looking at him again. Qi Mingrui breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, quietly exhaled deeply, tried to focus on the books, and slowly got into a better situation, forgetting about his surroundings.

Gu Weiwei quietly turned her gaze to him again, and the young man sat on the stone bench with his back straight, and his blazing gaze fell on the pages spread out in front of the table. is not a red-lipped idiot, a thin young man. His complexion was a healthy wheat color, with handsome eyebrows, piercing eyes, a tall nose, straight thin lips, and the contours of a fledgling and angular face.

There is no buoyancy of the scum on the body of an ordinary teenager, and he is obviously only seventeen or eighteen water, but there is a calm temperament precipitated on his body, which makes people feel very down-to-earth. Even if he doesn't do anything around him, he feels like he's been affected. Slowly, my heart sank.

It's amazing, Gu Weiwei covered her chest, no wonder her feelings for him were so unusual.

The sound of the rain is still "dripping", and a long time has passed, but she feels that it is so short, and it is almost time for morning class.

Gu Weiwei looked away, and said in a light tone: "It's almost morning class, you should go to the classroom quickly!"

Qi Mingrui raised his eyes from the book, got up to pack his things, and nodded to her, "Mr. Xie mentioned it, the student knows." ”

For a while, Gu Weiwei was a little awkward, too alienated.

When Qi Mingrui's steps were about to step out of the pavilion, Gu Weiwei stopped him, "Wait a minute!"

Qi Mingrui retracted his steps, turned around, and asked Gu Weiwei suspiciously: "Sir, do you have any advice?"

Gu Weiwei turned sideways, didn't look at him, and pretended to be calm and asked, "Do you have a marriage match at home?"

Qi Mingrui's heart jumped up with a "bang", what does this mean?

"Not yet. He replied honestly.

Gu Weiwei continued: "Is there a marriage?"

"No, never. Qi Mingrui stammered, his heart beating faster.