] to provide you with wonderful reading. Chapter 30: A Beautiful Man in the Rain

Suddenly it started raining that afternoon.

Yan Xiaocheng has the habit of reading the weather forecast every day, her father is not at home, no one sends her an umbrella, unlike other classmates, as long as it rains, someone at home will send an umbrella and a raincoat, and she can only rely on herself.

The last class was self-study, and Yan Xiaocheng stood in the back and watched the heavy rain outside the window.

Yun Haochen suddenly got up and left, and when he got to the teacher, he didn't know what he said, but the teacher nodded again and again, smiling lovingly.

He walked to the door, suddenly looked back at Yan Xiaocheng, and raised the umbrella in his hand: "Yan Xiaocheng, lend me the umbrella." ”

Yan Xiaocheng's eyes were on fire, could she say that she didn't want to?

Can she get the bastard to give her the umbrella back?

I was about to explode, but I nodded and acquiesced.

Yun Haochen smiled softly, his eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Thank you." ”

Yan Xiaocheng watched him walk out of the classroom, and after a while, he saw him in the rain through the window.

The blue umbrella, the tall and handsome young man, a good picture of a beautiful man in the rain.

She frowned slightly, not knowing where Yun Haochen was going, and secretly ran to the front: "Teacher, where is he going?" ”

"Oh, classmate Yun said that he was sick yesterday and was going to the hospital early for an intravenous drip and went to the clinic." The teacher saw that it was Yan Xiaocheng, and replied irrationally.

A bolt from the blue.

Yan Xiaocheng wants to cry without tears.

Can you be a little more shameless!

Her umbrella!

At the end of school, Yan Xiaocheng lay on the table and counted his fingers.

Yun Haochen left, left her behind, no umbrella, no bicycle.

It's pouring rain outside.

It was dark and oppressive, and it was evening, but it looked like it was night.

Lan Xiaojing tugged at her, with a sympathetic expression: "The great god is quite excessive, Xiaocheng, I can understand you, the great god must be in the same mood as you, you don't like her, he definitely doesn't like you either, you come with me, I'll give you a paragraph." ”

Yan Xiaocheng was depressed: "You and I are in two different directions, how can you send me, you can go by yourself, I will go to Junze." ”

Yan Xiaocheng directly picked up his schoolbag and ran, cursing Yun Haochen countless times in his heart.

When she walked to Junze's class, there was only one classmate left in their class who cleaned up, and told her that Junze had already left.

After such a toss back and forth, there was no one in the school at all.

It was dark outside, and she looked at the cloudy sky, leaning against the wall with her knees crossed, and staring at the rain.

The nose is sore, but the heart is cold.

When she was young, she often deliberately did not bring an umbrella or raincoat.

Sometimes her father put her in, and she deliberately took it out and threw it down.

She thought that if she didn't bring an umbrella or a raincoat, her father would send her an umbrella and a raincoat like the parents of other classmates.

But she didn't wait once.

Dad was so busy that he couldn't remember to give her an umbrella.

She felt that her father didn't love her at all, and other children were loved by their parents, but she was just a father and didn't love her.

There was a tsunami in Wangyu Town, and all the children were taken home early.

She hid in a small corner by herself, and the teacher did not see her and locked the classroom door.

She cowered in the corner in fear, cried and cried and fell asleep.

At that time, she thought that if she died, her father would care about her.

She didn't know when she was drowned by the water that poured in, or how her father found her.

When she woke up, she saw that her father's eyes were red and bloodshot, and she touched her head with a smile and asked her what she wanted to eat, and Dad made it for you.

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