Songbo said: "I saw Sister Fei take it and read it, I'll ask her." ”

Hearing this, Gu Qingchang stood up and said angrily: "She doesn't do housework well, what kind of books do she read." ”

He walked out the door in a rage.

Song Bo's neck shrank in fright, and he trotted to catch up with Gu Qingchang, "I'll go ask Sister Fei." ”

I hope the book is still there, otherwise Sister Fei will be unlucky.

Little ancestor, the book that has been neglected for so long, how can you say that you want it.

It was unexpected.

……

When I went out in the morning, there were sunflowers, but I didn't expect it to rain so heavily at the end of a class.

Su Qingying stood under the corridor on the first floor of the teaching building, looking at the rain falling from her eyes depressedly, holding the book she had borrowed from Professor Qiao last week and preparing to send it to his house.

"Little Shadow."

Su Qingying was struggling with whether to return the book today, and Professor Qiao's voice called her from behind.

She smiled and turned her head, "Professor." ”

When Professor Qiao walked in front of her, she was a little embarrassed and handed over the book in her hand, "I originally thought that I would take it from your house and send it to your house, but this rain ......"

"It's okay, give it to me."

Professor Qiao stretched out his hand to pick up Su Qingying's book, and when he saw Su Qingying behind him, his movements suddenly stopped, and a touch of surprise flashed in his kind eyes under his glasses.

Su Qingying turned her head curiously, and she was also stunned in surprise.

It was raining coldly, and it was several degrees below zero, and the man was wearing only a shirt and a suit, and the breath he exhaled was clearly visible in the air.

The reddish tip of his nose also revealed that he was cold.

But the aura is not affected at all, the slender and upright posture, every step is calm.

The good-looking hand is holding an umbrella, which is also a little red from the cold, and the other hand is holding a book.

How did he get here?

Su Qingying was guessing why Gu Qingchang came, and Professor Qiao's voice sounded behind her head, "Why are you here?" ”

Listen to the tone, it is recognized.

And it's familiar.

During this period, Gu Qingchang had already approached, walked past Su Qingying, and stopped in front of Professor Qiao, "I borrowed a book from my uncle and grandfather last year, and I saw it at home yesterday, and I passed by here today, so I came to return it." ”

As always, indifferent.

The voice can't hear the slightest ups and downs, it's to return the book.

As he spoke, he handed the book in his hand to Professor Qiao.

Professor Qiao was surprised, stared at Gu Qingchang's face for a long time, and seemed to react, his tone mixed with a hint of arrogance, "It's rare, you still remember a book, I thought you even forgot your uncle and grandfather." ”

His hand was about to pick up Gu Qingchang's book, and his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the book in Su Qingying's hand.

Not knowing what came to mind, he took his hand back again.

Looking at Gu Qingchang and Su Qingying, "The rain is so heavy, you two return the books together, I took a bunch of teaching materials, it's not easy to get them, you can go to my house together for a cup of tea, and wait for the rain to stop before leaving." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Su Qingying and Gu Qingchang a chance to refuse, and walked down the steps.

Spread out the umbrella and walk ahead.

"Professor......

Su Qingying was about to say that she didn't have an umbrella, but looking at Professor Qiao's firm back, she was embarrassed to say it again.

She turned her head to look at Gu Qingchang, and then at the umbrella in Gu Qingchang's hand.

Gu Qingchang turned around and glanced at Su Qingying.

took two steps forward and found that Su Qingying was standing still, he stopped and looked back at her, frowning, "It's hypocritical to cover a quilt and hold an umbrella together?" ”