Chapter 35: Snow Day New
In view of her sudden discomfort that day, Jing Chu once again ruthlessly rejected her offer, postponing the lecture indefinitely. :3wใ
In a blink of an eye, at the end of December, the weather had completely cooled down, Yang Mianmian could not support the cold winter with her school uniform, so she could only drag out her only cotton jacket, which was still in junior high school, and her brother couldn't wear what her father brought to her.
The blue men's model, fortunately, is quite big, she is thin and small, and she can be stuffed in, but because it has been too long, the thickness of the cotton wool is uneven, and the warmth effect is really limited.
Yang Mianmian sneezed several times as soon as she got outside, and the cold wind seemed to be able to blow through her clothes and into her bones.
Cotton shoes are the oldest kind, fat and ugly, but the warmth is very good, is the old lady in the community made by herself, on the community at the entrance of a stall, ten yuan a pair, very cost-effective, the only drawback is not waterproof, rainy days can only wear galoshes to school, the cotton shoes with it.
Today was like this, as soon as she saw that it was snowing outside, she went back and put on another pair of socks, and the result of wearing the two pairs of socks together was that her feet were fat and fat, and she almost couldn't fit into her galoshes.
"Mianmian, buy another pair of shoes." The black plastic galoshes sighed, "Now all the little girls wear those beautiful fleece rain boots." โ
Yang Mianmian forced his foot into it and muttered, "Aren't you still very strong, let's fight with me in the south and north for another hundred years." โ
"I'd love to." The galoshes are worried, it is ten years old, it is the kind of black plastic rain boots that people used to use, strong and durable, "but now girls love to be beautiful, you should also dress up." โ
Yang Mianmian opened the umbrella and said nonchalantly: "Even if I don't dress up, I'm prettier than them, right?" โ
The umbrella nodded: "Mianmian is the most beautiful~\(โงโฝโฆ)/~ A flower in a middle, no, a flower in Nancheng." โ
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How does this sound so rustic?
It was a very ordinary and ordinary day, she moved herself to class clumsily, because sitting at the window, from time to time a cold wind blew in, so cold that she shivered all the time, and she could only use a cup to catch hot water, but it was still cold.
Outside, black clouds pressed the sky, like a blizzard was about to come.
At noon, the wind and snow suddenly came, everyone ran to the window to see the snow, the snow was too heavy, it was still a thin layer in the morning, but now it has accumulated several centimeters, and the students who were originally excited are worried.
Today is 1224, Christmas Eve, and it's still Friday, so I don't know if I can take a holiday after the last class.
There are already many students who have made an appointment to go to the square to watch fireworks together, or to eat hot hot pot, and there are also young couples who are ready to meet secretly, and it is also good to hold hands.
Everyone chatted enthusiastically, looking forward to life after school, but also a little worried about whether the heavy snow would cancel the event, and almost no one listened attentively in the afternoon class.
Only Yang Mianmian put her face on the cold desk and looked out the window sullenly.
The desk said, "(โ_โ) It's snowing so hard outside, so it's hard to walk later." โ
The chair said, "(โoโ) yes, it's all so thick, up to the calves." โ
The window also said: "ฮฃ('ะดโฒ*ใ)ใ The outside wind fried chicken is big, and the temperature is super low!" I'm going to crack! โ
This is the third class in the afternoon, and there are originally two more classes, but probably because the wind and snow are too big, Mr. Zhang specially came over to say that the school has an emergency notice and will leave school early, so that everyone can go home as soon as possible so as not to be stuck in the road.
Being able to leave school early made everyone happy, and in less than ten minutes, the people in the classroom were gone, Zheng Jiamin wanted to stay and close the door, and when he saw that Yang Mianmian had not moved, he came over and asked her: "Why don't you leave?" โ
"Oh, I haven't finished my homework yet, let's leave when I'm done." Yang Mianmian said that she wanted to write her homework, but she still lay on the desk and did not move, "I will close the door, you can go." โ
Zheng Jiamin and a few other boys who studied well and Xiaowen and Zhang Qiao made an appointment to go to sing K for dinner today, so they didn't say much, just reminded her to remember to close the door when she left.
Yang Mianmian saw that the students below were suddenly crowded after school, and there were parents who came to pick them up at the school gate, everyone ran and laughed, and the laughter seemed to be able to spread upstairs.
Every time this kind of rainy and snowy school time is what she hates the most, from childhood to adulthood, no one will come to pick her up from school.
Too much rain and no umbrella? Then sit there alone with your schoolbag and wait until the rain stops before leaving, if the rain doesn't stop, then you can only go back in the rain.
Anyway, no one will pick her up.
No one will come to school to bring her clothes and umbrellas.
When you grow so big, you should get used to it. Yang Mianmian thought sullenly, burying her face in the crook of her arm.
Half an hour later, the school had completely quieted down, the snow outside was falling heavier, the wind was howling, the snowflakes were overwhelming, Yang Mianmian packed her schoolbag, but she didn't move her nest.
The desks said, "Mianmian, it's snowing too hard outside, it's so dangerous for you to go back alone." โ
The window agreed: "Yes, the wind is too strong, you see, the trees over there are bent." โ
Yang Mianmian touched her hungry belly, and said dejectedly: "I'm hungry, it's also cold here, I knew I had just left with everyone." โ
In this kind of weather, the umbrella is useless, so I can only resist hard, but I don't know if her small body can withstand it.
The answer is, a bit of a hang.
As soon as she walked out of the school building, she was staggered by the strong wind, and she hurriedly ran in, scrambling to close the glass door, but the cold wind blowing in through the gap still made her teeth fight.
"My feet are unconscious" Yang Mianmian wanted to cry without tears, the cotton shoes couldn't hold it, the rubber shoes were too thin, and it was useless to wear three pairs of socks.
She hugged the big pillar on the first floor, and she was completely out of shape: "What should I do, I have an IQ of 200 and can't get out of here." โ
Drip, drip, drip. The SMS prompt sounded.
Yang Mianmian took off her bulky gloves and dug out her mobile phone from her pocket, which turned out to be a text message from Jing Chu: "With such a big snowfall, have you gone home?" โ
"Stuck in school." She was depressed in her heart, and whether she had a cold war with him or not, she suddenly poured bitter water, "cold and hungry." โ
Half a minute later, a new text message came in: "Wait. โ
Jing Chu took the key, and Liu Yu probed and asked, "Captain, do you want to drive?" What is the congestion on the road outside, my dad called you to go to our house to eat hot pot. โ
Liu Yu lives not far from the police station, and walks to work every day.
"I've got something."
Jing Chu also knew that most of them were going to be blocked on the road, but with the idea of where he could drive, he still took the car, but he was really blocked on the road, the car in front of him broke down, and the engine froze the engine, and there was a mess.
He simply locked the car and got out of the car directly.
The wind and snow were howling, and his hair was suddenly covered with snow seeds, but fortunately, the snow had been shoveled on the road, and although it was difficult to reach No. 1 Middle School, it was not slow.
As soon as he entered, he saw a person squatting in the first school building, thin and small like a cat behind the glass door, and from the school gate to the lobby of the school building, the snow was calf thick.
When I got closer, I realized how she was trapped, wearing an obviously ill-fitting cotton jacket, a pair of old cotton shoes on her feet, and a pair of black rubber shoes next to her.
"You're crazy." Jing Chu took off his coat and put it on her, "Do you want to catch a cold when you wear this?" โ
Yang Mianmian was wrapped in his clothes, and immediately warmed up: "I have put on all the clothes I can wear!" โ
Jing Chu was speechless, looked at her shoes, and sighed: "Come up." He crouched down and motioned for her to climb onto his back.
She jumped on his back, hooked his neck, looked down, burst into tears, flat chest or something, it didn't hurt at all to carry it.
Jing Chu carried her out, step by step, Yang Mianmian leaned on his back, and didn't feel how cold: "I'm not heavy, right?" โ
"Do you have ninety pounds?"
"Eighty pounds." Is it okay for a stunted child to not be able to afford an injury?
"Where are you going to take me?"
"Sending you home."
"Oh, let's go down that path over there, closer."
There is no light burden in a hundred steps, not to mention carrying a big living person, no matter how light Yang Mianmian is, she feels enough to carry it all the way: "There is little snow here, I'll go by myself." โ
"You didn't know where I was when I marched with my loads." Jing Chu carried her on her back for so long and was calm, "Look at the road well." โ
Yang Mianmian leaned on his back, feeling the warm heat coming from him, which made her can't help but get closer and closer.
After a while, she asked, "Today is Christmas Eve, don't you go out on a blind date?" โ
"Pushed."
โโฆโฆ Pushed?! Yang Mianmian's eyes widened, "It's not for me, although I know I'm beautiful, but I'm not an adult yet." โ
"You're beautiful." Jing Chu couldn't help but smile, "The friendship in the bureau." โ
"Oh." Her face didn't change, "Actually, I think there are a lot of beauties in your police station, Chang Yan is very beautiful, don't you think about it?" โ
Jing Chu couldn't resist her exuberant curiosity: "That's my colleague, don't guess." โ
"What's wrong with my colleagues, there are still classmates in our class, isn't it good, many people have gone out on dates today."
"Our relationship is not the same thing as your relationship." Jing Chu said this and patted her buttocks, "Don't fall in love." โ
Yang Mianmian was neither soft nor hard to push back: "Can you manage it?" โ
After walking for more than half an hour, after a long march, Yang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief when his feet landed: "It's so cold." โ
She pushed open the door as she spoke, Jing Chu: "...... Do you usually go out without locking the door? โ
"It's locked." Yang Mianmian was calm on her face, but she thought in her heart, what kind of key did I bring when I saw the door of my house! Then she quickly made an excuse, "Will my pirates open the door?" โ
The pirate had been crouching there, but now he was wagging his tail for some reason, and he was carrying his own rice bowl in his mouth.
"Ah...... Running out of food? Yang Mianmian wailed and went to look through his snack bag, which contained ham sausages and bread.
She was frustrated: "Even the instant noodles are gone." โ
Jing Chu didn't want to say anything, turned around and went downstairs to buy something, bought dry food and milk, and came back with a few stir-fried vegetables.
As soon as I entered the door, my coat was soaked with snow.
Yang Mianmian handed him a towel: "Mine, don't mind." โ
The pink floral towel looked resentful: "Goo~~(โฏ_โฐ)b Mianmian, I don't mind, but is it really good for you to do this?" โ
What can I do if it's not good, she only has her own towels at home, how can she have spare money to buy them!
Jing Chu didn't answer, pulled a paper towel and wiped his shoulders, seeing that the stir-fry was not hot, he put it in the microwave and turned it around.
Her home is really small, and the lighting is not good, usually it looks dim, and now it is even more so, just a light bulb dutifully shining in the living room.
The room was crowded and small, and there were no more than two people in the house who could sit down. Yang Mianmian shook the hot water bottle, and there was still some warm water, poured her a glass of water, and went to add water and food to the pirate's rice bowl.
"Do you want to watch TV?" She didn't even use the remote control machine, she pressed the switch directly, and when she jumped out, she didn't know which youth idol drama, the male protagonist walked on her back to the female protagonist, it was raining, and the artistic conception was very beautiful.
"I hope this road doesn't end at the end." The beautiful heroine Yu Yu came to say that.
Yang Mianmian burst out laughing: "I just thought about why I didn't get home yet, my feet were numb, hahaha." โ
Jing Chu: "......"
TV: "......"
Chair: "......"
Bed: "......"
Cabinet: "......"
Mianmian, I really don't know if I should tell you or not, you seem to be hinting at something.
As if to hide his embarrassment, Jing Chu opened the lunch box: "Come and eat." โ
"Oh, good."
No. 1 lunch box: "~\(โงโฝโฆ)/~ Mianmian, today's back to the pot meat is great, eat a little more!" โ
No. 2 lunch box: "~(^_^)~ Mianmian, and my tomato scrambled eggs, the eggs are all native eggs from the boss's house!" โ
No. 3 lunch box: "~o(=nwn=)m look here, look here, my three fresh are also great!" โ
Jing Chu saw Yang Mianmian in the dim light, the corners of his mouth kept curling, and he didn't know what happy thing he thought of, he couldn't hold back his smile, his shoulders shrugged, and the crying of children came from next door, the quarrels of husband and wife, and the coughing of the old man could be heard clearly.
Yang Mianmian comforted him: "There are many families living on one floor here, and the next door is rented to a young couple, who perform in an adult theater every night." โ
"Ahem." Jing Chu choked on a mouthful of tomato and egg drop soup.
Yang Mianmian glanced at him with contempt: "Calm." โ
After eating, the wind and snow outside were not necessarily small, Yang Mianmian moved the bench to him, and the two of them sat in front of the TV to watch TV.
Jing Chu saw that she was actually doing her homework while watching TV, her head was facing the TV, and the brush in her hand was writing, and he asked, "Don't you even read the questions?" โ
"What's so nice about such a simple question?" She watched intently as the hero and heroine on TV clamored and hugged each other, and then began to gnaw on her lips.
Jing Chu coughed heavily, seeing that she didn't react, she could only change the topic: "This is for you." โ
Yang Mianmian was finally reluctant to take her attention away from the inseparable kiss of the hero and heroine: "What are you doing with apples?" โ
"It's Christmas Eve." Jing Chu gave her the exquisitely packaged apples, "Didn't you girls say you wanted to eat apples?" โ
Yang Mianmian was even more surprised: "Why do you eat apples on Christmas Eve?" โ
Laptops hate iron but not steel: "(โ_โ) Mianmian, apple, peace!" โ
The pencil case defended her: "Don't blame Mianmian for being stupid, she's never had Christmas." โ
Yang Mianmian: "......"