Sound and silence are intricately intertwined, Lin Fan feels that the crowd around him has suddenly become a movie that has been slowed down, and every few steps someone will stop and whisper.

The sparse footsteps seemed to converge on a certain center at the same time, and he turned sharply, as if there was still the ponytail and beige coat in the afterglow.

Suddenly, the rain fell silently.

"Hey, are you still pleased, if you don't invite us, you can leave." The short-haired girl put her arms around the boy next to her and said impatiently.

"I'm sorry." Qiu Yu poured this apology into pieces, and he had already turned around and ran out when he spoke.

"Damn, you're insane."

Simple running, no raindrops, no sound, no taste, no heart beating in blood. There are no red, yellow and blue neon signs on one side, and there are no crowded streets. There is no blouse that clings to the body, no wet hair and eyelashes.

Without yourself. There is only the back in front of you, the back a few meters away, the shivering back, the back that doesn't look back.

There are two figures in the cold light, one is quietly leaving in front, and the other is pursuing unbridled in the back, like a road of continuous subtraction, slowly, gradually approaching.

"Qin Rao, wait a minute!" The panting accent was followed by the arm that put it on Qin Rao's shoulder.

She was tempted to shake off his hand, but it was ridiculous to find that she didn't even seem to have such a reason.

"Is there something wrong?" She turned, looked up, and let the raindrops fall on her cold cheeks, and in the darkness, she couldn't tell whether it was the raindrops or the tears that blurred her vision.

Looking at the girl's red eyes and eyes full of grievances, Lin Fan felt as if his chest had been hit hard, and his heart was suddenly tightened.

"What's wrong?!" The anxious tone could not hide the distress and concern.

A little warmth, which made Qin Rao in a trance think that nothing had happened.

"I'm going home if it's okay." The chest was a little stagnant, the palm of the hand was sunk into the fingers, and Qin Rao said coldly.

"It's raining heavily, I'll send you, you wait."

No need, I'll go by myself, before he could say this, Lin Fan had already taken off his coat, and then carefully draped it on Qin Rao's body, and a few seconds later he took out an old dark blue umbrella from his backpack.

"My mother expected it to rain tonight, so she stuffed it to me early in the morning, don't look at it, it is also a witness to the love of my parents." Lin Fan said, and the hand holding the umbrella tilted a little more to Qin Rao's side.

The rain fell on his shoulder, and his arm trembled slightly, but he didn't seem to care, and the silent gentleness spread in Qin Rao's heart with the light rain on the side of the heavenly steps.

His umbrella hand has a slender and beautiful skeleton, and sometimes a car passes through his eyes with its headlights on, and his face flows with a momentary light.

It's just that the sudden labor pain on the back of her hand reminds Qin Rao that she may just be this raindrop that knocks on the umbrella bone, and the person who wants to get close is hidden under the umbrella, and she can't see clearly and can't get in.

There was silence, save for the sound of raindrops hitting umbrellas and the ground.

"I just saw a key person in a case, and I chased it out in order to test some ideas." Lin Fan seemed to think of something, and slowly opened his mouth.

"They entered Jinfuyuan, I want to take a closer look from the side, but it will definitely look weird to eat hot pot alone, so I thought about temporarily pulling someone to accompany me, but when I went back to look for you, you were already gone."

Qin Rao's steps forward stopped like this, the scenes she kept describing were all such cliché misunderstandings, it turned out that she couldn't escape the thinking of a little girl, the perspective of a little girl, ridiculously thought that she could avoid vulgarity, it turned out that some things can only wake up like a dream when you experience it lightly.

So now in his eyes, has he become the kind of girl who likes to make trouble.

Emotions of remorse, feelings of helplessness, sour and soft emotions came up.

"I'm sorry." Qin Rao grabbed Lin Fan's arm, "Is it too late to go back now?" ”

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's too late," Lin Fan smiled at her, "Our most critical task now is to go there." Lin Fan pointed to the pharmacy two meters in front of him.

The disinfectant water with a band-aid produced a magic in Lin Fan's careful hands, and it made all Qin Rao's grievances disappear at once.

"Okay, it doesn't hurt, and you'll be fine in a few days."

After dealing with Qin Rao's small wound, Lin Fan was obviously relieved, and after he confirmed it a few times, he continued: "Tell me next, what did you rob, wallet, or mobile phone?" ”

"Ah, how do you know I've been robbed? It was a mobile phone, and it was snatched away when I made a call. Qin Rao was a little surprised by Lin Fan's observation.

"First, the wound on the back of your hand is obviously an abrasion, and the abrasion must be caused by your contact with the outside world, and this contact should be passive;

Second, when I chased you, you didn't zip your backpack properly, and half of it was on the outside, which means that you took something from the inside, but didn't or forgot to put it back. And you've always been more careful, so I'll tell that something must have happened that caused you to forget to zip up.

Third, and most importantly, your emotions, the iceberg school flower will not cry into a big cat after eating a little flying vinegar, there must be a superposition of emotions, so I judge that you must have experienced some kind of grievance that you have not experienced yet.

It is not difficult to come to that conclusion based on the above points, and of course, I know more about your habit of putting your wallet and mobile phone in your school bag, although you have never told me your mobile phone number. ”

Lin Fan explained jokingly. "Who is jealous," Qin Rao retorted in a mosquito-like subtle voice, "Besides, you didn't ask me for my number." "Okay, it's all my fault this time, I'll try to help you recover your phone, and if you don't find it, you'll have to buy another one." "It's okay, don't bother, that phone isn't very new, just change it."

"Well, the mobile phone is secondary, the key is that the little thief dares to hurt you, I must make him look good." Lin Fan compared his muscles and said exaggeratedly.

Qin Rao's cheeks finally showed a smile, thinking that Lin Fan was still teasing himself as an iceberg school flower just now, so he retorted: "Then you must remember not to be too heavy, detective." “

Seeing that Qin Rao's mood was much better, Lin Fan also relaxed.

But his stomach growled uncontrollably.

"I'm hungry, I'll invite you to dinner in the evening, do you want to go back to that store to have a look, it's usually slow to eat hot pot." Qin Rao said apologetically.

"Well, it's okay, let's go there and eat."