"Why is it raining on a good day, there was still so much sun this morning, and now it's raining all of a sudden, damn it. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Ah, what should I do, it's raining so hard, how do I go back."

"Then what can I do, I can only wait here for the family to bring an umbrella."

"I feel like it's going to get dark if I wait until I do this......"

At the bottom of the junior high school teaching building, students are complaining.

No one expected it to rain today, and it was torrential rain, except for a few people who would prepare umbrellas at any time, and most of them lingered in place.

Take a step forward for the downpour? Take a step back and be stationed in the middle school building?

For all this behind me, I inexplicably felt a sense of relief, they have nothing to do with me, but God, as if they helped me out of this grievance in my heart.

They usually ignore me, and although I don't take it to heart, I remember that if you don't talk to me, you should be punished.

Yes, I admit it, I was lonely at the time, and my heart was a little twisted.

I held my bag in my arms (even if I was drenched, the books would not get wet) and prepared to rush into the rain, but an umbrella was handed to me.

Of course, I was reluctant to accept handouts from others, but this man was so savage that he shoved his umbrella into my bosom and rushed into the rain in a dashing manner.

This person was my tablemate, and I didn't know his name all along, because the students and teachers never called him, and even his books didn't write his name.

We don't have anything to do with each other, and it's hard to imagine that he will help me.

Gave me the umbrella and got drenched in the rain myself...... I can't think of anything like that in any way.

He walked in the rain with a gentle pace, like walking on a beautiful sunny day, and the rain seemed to be absent in his world.

He never carried a school bag, and he doesn't do it now. With his hands in his pockets, he lowered his head slightly, and gradually walked away......

I was stunned, and suddenly there was a kind of loneliness in him that I had never experienced before.

It wasn't until I couldn't see him that I came back to my senses, opened the umbrella he gave, ignored the group of people around me who wanted to fight the umbrella, and walked into the rain!

The next day.

The seat next to me was empty all day, and he didn't come to school, so I think he probably had a cold.

Anyway, the rain yesterday afternoon was not small, and he was still walking in the rain, and he didn't use the time to control his body temperature in time, so he should have a cold!

The first time someone caught a cold for me, I had a weird feeling in my heart.

However, what chilled me was that he didn't come, and the students, teachers, and even the class teacher didn't ask, and they continued to attend class and frolic.

His existence is completely out of the trajectory of this class, making everyone feel that it doesn't matter if he comes in or not, and it makes me sad.

Another day passed, and he still didn't come to school.

Until a week later, he still didn't come.

The daily routine continued as usual, but I couldn't hold my heart anymore, so I approached the head teacher and offered to mention the fact that he hadn't come to class for a week.

The head teacher's response was very cold, and he wanted to be perfunctory when he said "probably sick".

How could I tolerate such an attitude, and in a fit of rage, I made a request to visit his house.

The head teacher agreed to my proposal, and I went to the same school as a substitute for him to visit the sick person.

This is the first time I've heard his name, it turns out to be [Jue Ling], it's really a strange name, even stranger than my compound surname.

After school in the afternoon, I took the home visit report and the umbrella given by the head teacher, and went to his house according to the address given by the head teacher.

He is also very peculiar at home, in such a big city, there are still brick houses.

However, even the brick house is much better than my home, at least it is a building, with two floors and a large area.

However, compared to the villa next to it, it is nothing.

I tried knocking on the door, but no one answered after a long time.

Is it because it is inconvenient to get up and open the door because of a cold?

No, it can't be, it's been a cold for too long, it's been a week, and the cold should have been cured a long time ago.

I don't think I heard the knock on the door!

With a little effort, I knocked on the door again, and this time the knock was noisy, and if there were people in the room, even if I was listening to music with headphones on, I could definitely hear it.

However, after a long time, no one opened the door.

Seeing that it is not early, and there are younger siblings to take care of at home, I have to visit again tomorrow.

And as soon as I turned around and was about to leave, a little boy suddenly appeared behind me, he looked at me with his ignorant and ignorant eyes, and asked, "Big sister, who are you?" ”

"My name is Chizuki Hanama, are you the one who lives in this house", I don't hate children, because they still live in that innocent world.

"Wow, the name of the four words", the little boy circled around me strangely and said, "My name is Xia, I live next door, and Brother Ling lives here." ”

"Next door?" I looked up at the villa next to me in surprise, pointed to the villa and asked uncertainly, "Where do you live?" ”

"Yes, yes", Xia nodded, then took out the key and opened the door of Jue Ling's house: "Brother Ling is out, and he will come back at about seven o'clock." ”

"Spirit... Elder brother? Is it Jue Ling? "I watched Xia Rushu find a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet for me, and what I wanted to ask was actually [How do you have the key to his house?] Still so familiar with his family? 】

I feel that I have been deceived by this child, this child is afraid that he does not live in the villa next door, but lives in this brick house, doesn't he also call Jue Ling Brother Ling, maybe he is Jue Ling's own brother.

As for the surname Xia, the surname Jue...... the name [Summer] feels like this child, and he said it casually.

Xia said: "Big sister, you go and sit down first, and I'll go out to find Brother Ling." ”

"No, we'll wait for him here", I called the little boy and asked, "Are his parents not at home?" ”

"Hmm......" The little boy looked at me with a groan, and only after a while did he speak, and asked instead of answering, "Didn't Brother Ling tell you?" ”

"What did you say?" I didn't understand and explained, "I was just at the same table with him, and I didn't say a word at school." ”

"Huh?" After being surprised in the summer, he looked disappointed: "I thought it was Brother Ling's girlfriend......"

What nonsense is this kid talking about, how could I be that kind of person's girlfriend...... Uh, I suddenly realized that there was something wrong with my mentality.

Summer put away his disappointed face and said: "Brother Ling's mother died when he was born, and Brother Ling's father left home when he was six years old. ”

I was stunned, is it this kind of family background? I seem to know why he became that kind of character, it's because of the family...... Right!?