34. Little things
When I came out again, it was already pouring rain outside. Yu Rao hugged Jia Qiao and watched the rainstorm in distress, while Mu Li's assistant Eric had already gotten out of the car with a black umbrella in his hand, covering the top of Mu Li's head.
Mu Li walked into the rain curtain and turned to look at Yu Rao, she was holding the child with a sad face on her face, quite isolated and helpless. He remembered the first time they met, and it was such an unexpectedly rainy day, and she stood still under the dripping eaves, looking anxious. He suddenly thought about it, did something stupid, rushed into the rain to buy an umbrella and handed it to her.
Yu Rao was surprised at the time, because she had never seen someone with an umbrella in her hand and still be drenched in soup.
"Let's go together."
It was the first thing she said to him, and her voice was soft, and her eyes sparkled with a smile that easily struck him in the heart.
The most beautiful thing is not a rainy day, but hiding under an umbrella with her and walking side by side.
Walking together for a while became walking together for a year and walking together for two years. He thought that they would go through a lifetime together, but Shaoguang secretly changed his face over the years. As the poet said, the years have molded love into songs, but they have made the singers wander around, and their separation and harmony are destined to be no more.
"Mr. William." Eric didn't dare to urge, only dared to call him softly.
Murray took the umbrella directly from Eric's hand and folded it back reflexively.
Jia Qiao in his arms is young, and he really doesn't know how to worry at all. Seeing the accumulation of heavy rain flowing on the ground to form a small torrent, he excitedly whispered in Yu Rao's ear, "Shall we go treading water and have fun?" But the people around him didn't respond, he looked up at Yu Rao, and saw that her eyes were staring straight into the rain, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was looking at, as if he was in a daze.
Yu Rao's gaze seemed to be glued, and she couldn't take it off. The man who was already about to get in the car would turn back. The rain was so heavy that the trouser legs of the dark suit he had just bought were already wet, and his shiny leather shoes were stained with a little mud. It's just that his steps are as calm as ever, unhurried, with a natural arrogant and noble momentum.
The skyscrapers behind him and the dark clouds of the sky were all blurred, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.
"Let's go." Muli held the umbrella above her head and spat out a syllable with great simplicity.
His clear voice seemed to be wet with continuous rain, and it was cold.
Yu Rao only felt a tightness in his back, and was brought close to his arms by a force.
Jia Qiao cheered, stretched out her white and tender little hand to catch the strings of raindrops dripping from the edge of the big umbrella, and laughed out loud. The umbrella in Mu Li's hand suddenly spun, and the water droplets flew diagonally out of the water. Jia Qiao couldn't catch the rain, and glanced back at Mu Li dissatisfied.
Mu Li and his eyes met Yu Rao in secret, and the little guy was forced to retreat by his deep gaze without any temperature, turned his head and nestled in Yu Rao's arms, relying on her tightly.
Mu Li felt that the more he looked at this little thing, the more unpleasant he felt.
Jia Qiao felt that the more he looked at this old thing, the more unpleasant he felt.
"Get in the car, I'll let the driver take you." Mu Li opened the car door and reached out to block the roof of the car, Yu Rao hesitated, and finally bent down to get in.
Mu Li took the umbrella and sat down next.
"Xie Lu, Mr. William." Yu Rao politely thanked her.
I don't know if Lu Dao is intentional or unintentional, the two people are far apart, and they almost occupy the position by the window. But the more you pull away like this, the more there is a faint flow of retire.
Yu Rao turned her head to look at the rain curtain, and Mu Li also looked at the rain curtain outside the car window. The atmosphere was heavy.
Only Eric in the front row peeked at the back row from time to time, wondering in his heart, just now it was clear that Mr. William had pity on the jade, but this would be so cold?