"Hey——, little girl."

Dong Yuexin looked at the figure walking out, and then looked at the rain outside the store, it seemed that he couldn't stop for a while, so when he got home like this, he probably had a cold, as if he heard Xiao Nan sneezing just now, and hurriedly shouted.

He Shiling stopped at the door, heard the old man in the bookstore calling her again, smiled, turned around, and saw the old man squinting slightly and greeting her, holding an umbrella in his hand.

"Is your home far away? Go out and turn left and walk forward for fifteen minutes, there is an umbrella seller, you put the book here with me, take my umbrella to buy one, and come back to get the book later. Dong Yuexin pointed outside, "The rain is too heavy, this spring rain is too cold, you can't get wet, you will get sick." ”

He Shiling looked at the watch on her left wrist, at twelve forty o'clock, went to buy an umbrella, went back and forth for more than half an hour, went out and turned right, if she didn't remember the wrong direction when she came, then, walking slowly for twenty minutes, trotting for fifteen minutes should be able to return to her aunt's house.

"No need, uncle, thank you, my house is not far from here." He Shiling turned around and walked out of the store. The moment she walked out, she heard the voice of the bookstore owner raise her voice: That boy, although I don't know him, but in my opinion, it's still good, I heard that there are many girls around him since he was a child, and he is very popular with girls. ”

He Shiling paused slightly, smiled, and walked out, isn't it unfamiliar, so what do you know about him since he was a child?

Knowing or not knowing, more or less, from a young age, or growing up in the future, it has nothing to do with her!

He and she have never known each other! Besides, after glancing at the book in her hand, she thought it was ...... at first, it should have been brought out when she gave him a tissue.

As for the unbought thread-bound Song Ci, please ask my brother to give it to him in the future.

She and him, so far, have never met, and will not know each other, each has become passers-by, just like the rain in front of him, the rain falls in the rain, and there is no trace.

Looking left and right, this scene is sprinkled, there is no one on the road, there are no cars, only rain, sliding alone, outlining a rainy and misty world.

If the spring rain is too cool, you will get sick. This is the second time I've heard that today.

He Shiling stretched out her hand, and the rain gently slipped from her fingers, with a cool chill, shattered in front of her, and sprinkled with the crystal transparency of the whole world.

What did Qin Shaoyou say, the spring road is rainy, and the flowers move a mountain of spring. After the spring rains, the green leaves will become shaded, and countless flowers will bloom.

He Shiling looked at the rain above her head, looked at the road ahead, took off her watch and put it in the pocket of her sweater, rolled up her trouser legs, put the book and plastic bag on her head, and walked into the rain.

The rain is on the hands, slipping down, cool. The wind blew, and the rain slid down the plastic bag and slid onto the face, slightly cool and edged.

The water and sky are the same color, the rain and fog obscure the whole world, and the crystal clear water droplets in front of you form a long white curtain. Who said that every rain flower has a soul, so which one will be hers?

Suddenly, I felt that the appearance of the rain falling was like a fluttering and pure snowflake in the sky, blooming in an instant, flying like a snow butterfly, polishing a slightly cool and prismatic mood.

It's not that the spring rain is freezing, and the warm wind is cold to the gray, this spring's first spring rain is really not enough spring, and the cold is more than enough, and I shivered slightly, when a gust of wind blew.

The rain was so heavy that around the corner of the street, she stopped under the eaves in front of a shop, straightened her rain-soaked hair on her forehead, twisted her sleeves, and found that the door was closed, but not locked, and it was still open.

Gently push the door open, probe in to see, will there be an umbrella inside?

I found out that it was a CD audio store, and the owner was a forty-five-year-old uncle, who was holding a pillow and dozing off in front of the counter, and there was a clean and warm sound from the store, the sound was ethereal and fresh and natural:

"Your shadow is everywhere / Man's heart is like a speck of dust,

Falling in the past and floating into the future/Tears come out of the eyes.

Just let the past go with the wind/All with the wind/All with the wind/The heart moves with you......"

He Shiling gently covered the door and stayed under the eaves in front of the door for two minutes, she knew that it was Qi Qin's "The Past is Like the Wind", which was suitable, calmly, and listened slowly.

He Shiling looked at the sky, took out his watch and glanced at it, and in the sound of music with the wind, he walked into the rain with a book on his head......