The signboards of the clubhouses on both sides of the street are projected in a dazzling array of colors, and when they are reflected in all their brilliance. Ji Qianyu stubbornly looked at the young man for a while with his head held high, and with difficulty took out a sketch pencil from his bag.

"Leave me a contact information, and I'll pay you back when I have more money."

In her uncompromising gesture, the pianist finally took the pencil and wrote a string of numbers on the envelope she had been holding. The shadow of his eyelashes shallow under his eyes when he lowered his eyes, as if with countless loneliness and helplessness, so quiet that the slightest trembling disturbance was abrupt and terrifying.

Ji Qianyu belatedly felt that something was wrong, and it didn't seem good to quantify other people's kindness in this way, so he searched his stomach and wanted to speak to remedy it, and he couldn't speak Chinese neatly in a hurry.

"Eh, don't think about it, I'm not...... Well, how do you say ......?"

"Yes, I know." Fortunately, the other party quickly and politely intercepted her difficult expression, and after writing, he put the short pen into the envelope, carefully sealed it and handed it to her again, "Don't worry, don't take it too seriously." ”

"If it can help you a little, it will make more sense than I can bring it back."

The logic of the local tyrants. Ji Qianyu muttered to himself, and when he put away the envelope, he caught a glimpse of a string of numbers on the envelope, which was simply listed there, and there were no extra strokes, let alone names. She stared at the envelope for two seconds, then glanced up at the tall and handsome man.

"You didn't just write a phone call to deal with me, did you?" She asked, suspiciously.

"It's not." The pianist shook his head and turned his head to look at the heavy rain curtain outside the umbrella, his expression calm and indifferent.

"Although I do have the intention of giving it." He said that the rain reflected a gentle stream in his dark eyes, "but I respect such noble pride." ”

Ji Qianyu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and looked at him for a long time this time.

"Thank you."

She only whispered such a sentence, speaking Chinese lightly and quickly, but she was inexplicably sure that the other party must be able to hear it, and he didn't say anything more, only holding an umbrella and turning his head to look at her, his eyes staying on her drawing board for a moment.

"There's a 24-hour convenience store down the street." He said, tilting the umbrella slightly towards her sketchpad, "I'll send you there, whether it's to buy an umbrella or take a taxi, it's relatively convenient." ”

At a convenience store near a luxury club, the money in an umbrella envelope can be reduced by half. But of course, it's better than standing here, Ji Qianyu also accepted his affection, thanked him and followed his footsteps, walked in the direction of the street together, and walked in the direction of the street entrance all the way, stepping on the faint halo all the way.

When night and day meet, it is as if the world is quiet in the sound of dense rain. As the street lights went out, they walked side by side, politely an arm's width apart. From Ji Qianyu's point of view, the man's clean chin can be seen from the corner of his eye, and the jaw line is particularly good-looking, outlining a graceful face, like just the right amount of white space on the drawing paper.

Although it is unintentional, it is not good to look at people in such a secret. Ji Qianyu deliberately turned his gaze away, looking at the convenience store signboard that was getting closer and closer, and was already preparing a farewell thanks. A car cut through two splashes of stagnant water in the rain and stopped in front of a convenience store, just a few meters away. The slender woman got out of the car, she glanced at it casually, was suddenly stunned, and her face changed suddenly.

The man standing beside her was keenly aware of the change in her expression, and his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at her.

"Someone you know." Ji Qianyu bit his lower lip, explained simply, looked up into his eyes, and added, "I don't like it very much." ”

The man nodded thoughtfully, politely without asking or intruding.

But at this time, it is not good to just not bother, perhaps their eyes are too focused and burning, and the woman who got out of the car paused as if she was aware of it, and slowly made a movement that seemed to turn back. Ji Qianyu was suddenly anxious and wanted to turn around to avoid her sight, but her drawing board was wider than hers, and the other party must have recognized it.

In a hurry, Ji Qianyu gritted his teeth, wrapped the drawing board around the back of the piano hand in a difficult posture and hid it, holding the drawing board with both hands. Her arms weren't that long, and she could barely close the drawing board after bypassing an adult man, and her whole body suddenly squeezed into the man's arms. The other party obviously didn't expect such a situation at all, and the whole person suddenly stiffened when she hugged her, I don't know if it was because he was startled, or because he was extremely unaccustomed to the physical contact of others.

"I'm sorry...... Please do me a favor. Ji Qianyu whispered, only each other could be heard in the rain. She was a little nervous holding her sketchpad and sticking it to the button of the young man's trench coat, her heart beating fast from the high tension.

Fortunately, the other party's body gradually relaxed, Ji Qianyu was extremely embarrassed and did not forget to comfort herself, otherwise she would really take revenge home today, it is not such a thing, she wants to hammer herself twice.

Fu Yufeng held the umbrella, and his eyes were full of astonishment from an angle that Ji Qianyu couldn't see, and the irritability and anxiety that gradually rose out of control. Struggling to suppress the sharp discomfort of his physiology, he looked at the convenience store directly opposite, and the woman with heavy makeup was indeed looking back at it.

He closed his eyes and tilted the umbrella forward.

Ji Qianyu opened his eyes nervously, listening attentively to the movement outside, and suddenly felt that the umbrella above his head was moving downward. She subconsciously looked up and saw the black umbrella slowly leaning down, covering her entire back tightly, and in the wind and rain, a stable world was cut off.

When the woman standing in front of the SUV turned around, she saw only an umbrella covering the two people hugging each other, standing intimately in the rain, as if kissing.

This qiē didn't last long, the pianist quickly removed the umbrella, and the woman who got out of the car had already entered the convenience store, standing with her back to them through the transparent glass, next to a middle-aged man with a big belly. He only glanced at it, and quickly looked away, and when he landed on the person next to him, he was surprised to find that she was taking out her mobile phone and taking several pictures of the backs of the two of them.

Ji Qianyu noticed the gaze of the man beside him, smiled a little self-deprecatingly when he turned to him, and raised the mobile phone in his hand: "Pray that she will not provoke me again in the future, otherwise I will definitely send a photo of her to everyone who knows her." ”

After all, I'm not a good woman. She silently added the latter sentence in her mind, and found that the pianist was looking at her.

"Don't you hate people like me?" She asked lightly. The pianist did not nod or shake his head, but looked at her thoughtfully for a long time.

“《TheGypsyMaid》。” He said suddenly, looking at Ji Qianyu.

…… Gypsy girl? Ji Qianyu reacted for a moment, realizing that he had provided the name of the piano piece and his evaluation of her in a pun. I was about to say something, when I suddenly saw the man raise his eyebrows slightly.

"It's a good fit for you." He said.

Through the faint halo and splashing rain, his smile was quiet and gentle, like damp water vapor. Ji Qianyu held the sketchpad, looked at him from an arm's width apart, and then smiled as well.

She blinked her pretty blue eyes, "Thank you." ”

The rain continued that night, but she stopped a taxi soon after. After such a toss, when she came to the studio with the intact sketchpad, the gray sky was already faintly white, she fixed the sketchpad on the easel, found the pencil and paint, hesitated before starting the pen, downloaded a song on the Internet, took out the headphones and put them on.

The sound of rain in the performance version of "Clear Water" reverberated outside the window, dripping in her ears. The warm piano sound is like a spring flowing when the rain is full, and the wetness lingers in the ears. Her pencil sketched a deep and shallow outline on the sketch paper, typed the draft, paused in the upper left margin, and wrote two sentences.

"On a rainy night, I met a pianist."

"I'm going to chase him."

She didn't even know his name, nor did she know the other party's preferences, identity, emotional state, and personal orientation, and it was even very likely that for the other party, this refreshing gentleness was just a kind of politeness and upbringing.

But it's been too long, too long since anyone has been so good to her, even if it's just a dream, it's already worth her to take it seriously.

She adjusted the soft and blurred blue-gray painted background, and carefully covered and erased the two lines of words, layer by layer, painted the dark sky and the blurred street lamp, and a shadowy man holding an umbrella.

She thinks that she has never been a good girl who is empathetic and does not cause trouble to others, she is rebellious, extreme, and flaws will be rewarded. But at the same time, he has clear grievances, dares to fight, and is honest enough with himself.

The moment he smiled, she knew her heart was beating like a drum.

She carefully and attentively painted her own paintings, until there was a series of continuous sounds at the door of the studio, and several girls walked into the studio with a charming beauty with heavy makeup, this beauty she had just seen, and when she saw her this time, the other party covered her lips and smiled in some surprise.

"Qianyu, why are you here?" Du Ruoxiao said in a coquettish voice, leaving aside the girls who were hugging her left and right, and ran over to hold her arm affectionately. Ji Qianyu put down the brush and color palette first, which saved the freshly painted painting from being destroyed. Du Ruoxiao smiled innocently, and with that face with heavy makeup, it was indescribably weird.

"It's raining heavily, and you're still here so early?" She fussed, winking at her affectionately, "Didn't anyone let you stay a little longer and come back?" ”

She doesn't live in the dormitory, and I don't know how many versions of this sentence will come out among the girls if she stays for a while. Ji Qianyu smiled, packed up his drawing paper and drawing board, and replied lightly.

"When I was working at a bar today, I smashed another bottle of red wine in the face of the person I was making a toast toast to. The people who want to keep me don't think as much. ”

She packed up her painting tools, looked at Du Ruoxiao, narrowed her eyes and smiled faintly.

"Because whoever provokes me will be unlucky."