After an unhappy conversation, Nan Zhiyi stepped out of the door, staring at the heavy rain that seemed to be pouring outside the building, and his mood was the same as the sky, a little gray and cold.

The wind and rain were heavy, and the ground had been soaked into a dark gray by the rain, and there was standing water in the lower places, and a burst of rain sprinkled into it, causing ripples in circles.

The rain in winter is generally not too heavy, and many times it is dense and dense like a thin veil that envelops the city, and rarely like this one, it actually rains like a torrential rain in the thunderstorm season.

He sighed that it was really unlucky. It was cloudless when he went out in the morning, and he didn't bring an umbrella as a matter of course, but when he encountered this sudden change in wind and rain, he was afraid that he would be drenched in soup.

In fact, I should have expected this result today, but I shouldn't have expected anything from that person for a long time.

The amazing genius boy back then, a humble gentleman who was as gentle as jade, has long become a deep-thinking politician, ambitious and moody, and what can move him is only money and power.

These two things happened to be what Lu Dongsheng didn't have back then.

All she has is a clean and transparent smile, and a gentleness and kindness like water.

Nan Zhiyi lowered his eyes and looked at the small dark green bushes next to the building, a little abrupt.

Ligustrum microphylla, ligustrum genus of the family Rhinoceraceae, cold and temperature resistant.

This is the most common green plant in the capital, with stretched branches, thin and dense leaves, and in July and August, it will produce fine and white flowers.

The flower, like a thousand piles of snow, is surrounded by layers of verdant green leaves, the fragrance is faintly not rich, but with a trace of tea fragrance, and it has a character that can be proud of.

However, as soon as the flowering period passed, the privet was silent, swaying only the dense shade of a tree, undefeated, until winter, when clusters of blue-purple fruit were born.

The Privet Tree, a winter student, bears the frost and is verdant, and Zhenke Lingfeng.

Lu Dongsheng, after all, did not wait for the day when the fruit was full of rich colors, and left in a hurry as soon as the flowering period passed.

Today is the fifteenth anniversary of her departure, and God must not bear to see her so wronged, so there is such a surging rain to wash away the filth and dust between the world and the world.

Nan Zhiyi waited silently for a while, and saw that the dark clouds on the horizon did not disperse with the rainstorm, and found that the rain did not end so quickly.

Shaking his head helplessly, he was just about to take off his coat and put it on his head and rush into the rain, when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and someone shouted "Professor Nan".

He turned around, only to see the secretary he had just seen running over, handing him a dark blue umbrella, nodding to him, and without saying a word, he hurried away again.

Seeing his secretive expression, Nan Zhi was easy to laugh.

Sending an umbrella can be so sneaky, for fear of being seen by someone buried in the court's eyes, Nan Zhijun, the dean, can be regarded as aggrieved.

The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and Mr. Lu's choice is not wrong. Instead of torturing and struggling with that person, it is better to be pure and clean.

He suddenly felt better, held up the umbrella and walked into the rain, listening to the fine and cheerful sound of the raindrops hitting the umbrella surface, and his steps gradually became brisk.

didn't go far, Nan Zhiyi suddenly found a slow-moving and somewhat strange back in front of him, which seemed familiar.

Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, and the few who did not have umbrellas took shelter from the rain under the eaves, or sped a few steps into the building.

Only that back, as if he didn't care at all about the raindrops falling on his head, kept moving slowly, even if it was the muddy water splashed by passing cars, he didn't dodge.

A face flashed in his head, and he was just about to take a few steps to catch up, when suddenly a battery car flashed in front of him, crookedly and almost hit him.

In the next second, the battery car slid to the ground, and the man in the black raincoat fell to the side. As the body toppled over, the packages that filled the back seat also rolled off the ground.

Nan Zhiyi saw that the young man who delivered the courier fell and his head was bleeding, and immediately helped him to sit on the steps, and picked up the couriers in the rain to avoid getting wet by the rain.

A few minutes later, the courier came to thank him and called his companion for help.

When Nan Zhiyi looked up again, the shadow that was moving slowly like a sloth just now had disappeared.

I don't know how long I walked in the rain, Ling Li suddenly felt that her body was very heavy.

She lowered her eyes and found that her coat had absorbed enough water, and it fell heavily, and even her coat pocket became a bag containing a bag of rainwater, as if it weighed a thousand pounds, and she was almost unable to walk.

She stopped, and suddenly felt that the alley in front of her seemed to be very eye-catching, as if she had never been there.

The alleys made of blue bricks, the road is narrow and only two meters wide, the low old houses on the side of the road are crumbling, and the big words "demolition" on the walls have long been empty.

Something blocked her view, and she looked up to see that it was an earthen wall in the middle of the road, soaked in dark brown by the rain, blocking her path.

It turned out to be a dead end, it turned out to be a courtyard that had been abandoned by people, it turned out to be the same waste as her, and it was incompatible with this bustling city.

She slowly walked to the wall, saw that there were no pedestrians around, and slowly crouched down, burying her face between her knees.

Since she was a child, whenever she wanted to cry, she always liked to squat, curled up in a small ball, like a baby in her mother's belly, which was safe and comfortable.

Such a posture can also allow her to cry while secretly hiding her tears. As long as this is the case, no one will find her weakness, and no one will laugh at her for crying at every turn.

Because, those ridicules make her uncomfortable, just like they often say that she is dead and upright.

She squatted like this, and it seemed that after a long time, the pain of the rain on her body disappeared, and there was no longer a cold liquid running down her clothes and into her neck.

Looking at the ground around me, there are no ripples from the rain on the ground.

Ling Li tilted her head and looked at the huge dark blue umbrella directly above her head, and the pair of bright dark and familiar eyes under the umbrella, a little stunned.

Nan Zhiyi frowned and lowered his head to look at her: "I looked at you from a distance, and suddenly disappeared." After looking for a while, I realized that you had come here. ”

Ling Li kept her face up, her head was a little knotted, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Nan Zhiyi was afraid that she would look up hard, so he bent down to look at her: "Aren't you recuperating at home?" How do you run out of the rain? ”

Ling Li stared at him blankly for a few seconds, didn't say a word, and buried her face between her knees.

Although the rain didn't drench me, it was still a little cold, especially when the wind blew, it seemed to blow the cold air into the bones.

Nan Zhiyi frowned, holding an umbrella in one hand: "Your ostrich-like posture is so ugly." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Li suddenly raised his head and interrupted him fiercely: "You hate it, go away!" ”

The thick nasal voice in her voice, as well as the wetness and light in her eyes, finally silenced Nan Zhiyi, who had always been noisy and talkative.

This kid, squatting here just now, is he crying?

Shaking his head slightly, he also squatted down like her, held her umbrella, and moved two more steps to quietly block the wind blowing from the mouth of the alley.

Both of them squatted in the remote alleyway like children, except for the sound of rain and wind, only Ling Li's almost inaudible sobbing sound remained.

After a long time, Nan Zhiyi finally spoke, and his voice was soft and slow: "This is a dilapidated house, it is easy to collapse under heavy rain, it is too dangerous." ”

Ling Li buried her head, and her voice was muffled with some emotion: "If it really collapses, it can be regarded as a vigorous death, which is better than living aggrieved." ”

Hearing her somewhat angry words, Nan Zhiyi slowed down his tone even more, as if coaxing a child: "Let's go, I'll send you home first, you'll get sick like this." ”

Ling Li raised her red and swollen eyes to look at him, lowered her eyes again, and shook her head stubbornly: "I'm such a big person, I don't need you to care." ”

Nan Zhiyi sighed lightly and stood up.

Fan Mei always looks like a reckless adult, and she persuades her with good words, but I don't know how much effort it takes.

He stood in place, and his voice suddenly rose: "Okay, I still have to go beforehand, however, I advise you to squat in a different direction, the wall in this direction fell down and hit the back, even if the spine is broken for a while and a half, you can't die, if you are unlucky and are saved, you will have high paraplegia and incontinence in the second half of your life, which is worse than death."

It's better for you to change direction, and when the wall falls, you will directly smash your head into the flowers, and roll the red and white blood and brain flowers on the ground, and then you will die faster. ”

Hearing his words, Ling Li's sobbing voice suddenly stopped, and her body soaked by the rain seemed to tremble slightly.

He curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, turned around slowly, raised his foot again and slowly fell, and said, "Okay, I'm really leaving." ”

The tail note dragged on for a long time, and it disappeared for a while. However, he finally waited for Ling Li's inaudible voice: "Don't go......"

Hearing this, Nan Zhiyi squatted down again, and said slowly: "Don't be hard-mouthed, go home." ”

Ling Li had red circles in her eyes, and she snorted for a long time, and finally gasped and said, "If I don't go home, my uncle will see it, and he will be worried." ”

Nan Zhiyi looked at her eyes and looked a little awkward, and he was amused and sighed a little in his heart.

has been wronged and has nowhere to go, this pink girl seems to be more unsatisfactory than he imagined.

He sighed slightly and said softly, "Okay, don't go back." I'll find you a place, you've cried enough and your eyes aren't swollen and your clothes are dry before you go home, okay? ”

Ling Li raised her head, only to feel that her vision was blurred by tears and rain, and she couldn't see the face in front of her clearly.

However, in a hazy light, she only felt that this person was smiling and his eyebrows were stretched, and his gestures were full of gentleness and kindness, which made her feel a little relieved inexplicably, and her body that had just been tense couldn't help but relax a little, and the annoyance and anger of being seen at the weakest moment disappeared without a trace.

She finally bit her lip and replied softly, "Okay." ”