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On Monday, the sky was cloudy and the air was a little humid

Walking into the campus, Li Qingye was still wearing a neat black and white school uniform, without a fancy dress.

"Aoba, hurry up, someone has come to see that plane tree!"

Before she could enter the campus, a friend's call came, and she shouted into her ear.

She hurried to the class, threw down her schoolbag and ran towards the old playground,

By the time she reached the playground, there were already many people gathered around. Although this old playground is half-abandoned, there are still many people who come here to read and play in their spare time. Of course, there will be no shortage of people who care about this plane tree. You must know that this sycamore tree is unusual, in a sense, it is the symbol of this sycamore college.

"Hey, Cortana, what did they say?" she asked one of her classmates who came first.

"Ahh......h What a pity, will it die?"

"Wouldn't it be? It was fine the other day. ”

"How do I know, that's what the expert said. As she spoke, the female classmate pointed to a middle-aged man under the plane tree, standing side by side with the principal. The man was a slightly chubby, somewhat fat man, his round face looked very kind, and his head was a little bowed, and it was very shiny.

"Is that him, I heard that he is from the Forestry Bureau. ”

"Yes, the headmaster invited me. ”

......

"Mr. Jiang, according to what you mean, this sycamore is not saved?"

"Ahh Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It should be said that if you want to save it, the gap between investment and harvest is really big." I don't agree with continuing to treat this sycamore here, because the cost of replacing it is much less than curing. ”

"I see, if that's the case, then change it according to your wishes. ”

"I'm just talking about the situation here, and I need to find other experts to confirm it. ”

"Why, they're all old classmates, of course I believe you!"

"Haha, that's when you remembered my old classmate. ”

"Where do you speak, weren't you busy before, and you will often contact you in the future. ”

Under the attention of the surrounding students, Principal Luo had a very happy conversation with Jiang experts.

In the third class in the afternoon, because it was a political class, Aoba was lying on the table like most of his classmates. The classroom is located on the fifth floor of the third school building, and the seat of Aoba is by the window, and from here you can see the sycamore tree outside the window. From the ground, I don't feel that from a high place, patches of yellow spots have appeared on the top of the sycamore, and it has lost its former vitality.

"Replace, where will this tree be transferred?" tilting his head slightly, Aoba looked at Sycamore in a daze.

The expert said that it could still be saved, and it should be transferred to a convenient place for treatment, right?

It's a deep forest with better air, or some kind of botanical research institute or something.

"Aoba, you read this passage again!" The middle-aged political teacher randomly named one person on the list, and the unlucky Aoba was named like this. Really, it's purely a matter of probability, it's definitely not that the teacher looks at Aoba all the time looking out the window, even if he walks past her several times in a row without reacting and takes special care of her!

"Ahh......h

Wandering, Aoba found a long paragraph in the textbook at the reminder of his classmates and began to read it aloud.

Her voice is not loud, but it is very clear and crisp, which makes people listen to it very comfortably.

"Boom, boom, boom!!!" Thunder rolled outside the window, and the dim classroom suddenly lit up.

"Wow, it's raining, do you bring an umbrella?"

"No, who knew it would rain today. ”

"Idiot, you don't even look at the weather forecast when you go out. Haha, now it's time to go home in the rain, tragedy. A man who thought he was prescient held up his umbrella and began to laugh at the group.

"Idiot!"

"Stupid cat, do you know if you're going to die!!"

"It's okay, it's okay, my dad will pick me up in the car," the other person was calm, but received a circle of disdainful glances. He suddenly felt that he was so hurt, and retorted loudly with a red face: "Hey, don't look at me with such eyes, I'm under a lot of pressure! If you have the ability, don't ask your family to pick you up, see how you go back!!"

As Aoba reads aloud, the already gloomy sky suddenly lowers and a shower rains down.

Summer day, baby-faced, say change.

After reading and sitting down, Aoba looked at the umbrella in his school bag, and then at the classmates who didn't have umbrellas around him. She sat quietly, her cheeks smiling with a hint of pleasure, and she was looking forward to what was going to happen.

As I said, I never thought of myself as a good boy.

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"Let's go home, maybe Rin isn't angry anymore?"

“...... Ahh

Under this sudden thunderstorm, the light in Fenghua City was very dim in the middle of the night, and the raindrops splashed from the ground after falling to the ground, and the broken raindrops formed a thin layer of mist on the road. Such a scene, hazy with a hint of fascinating attraction, rainy and cold, elegant and ethereal.

Of course, the location is a bit bad!

If she is in her own room, she can enjoy it quietly behind the window with her favorite pillow.

Wiping the rain that was gradually rising on his face, Ling Ning twisted his wet hair again.

"Ahh Now it's okay, and I don't even have a place to live. The lost Ling Ning sat in the unmanned bus shelter, and she looked blankly at the taxi coming and going.

It's so late...... The people in the car must have gone home. On this kind of rainy day, eating a hot meal in a warm and dry home, and then holding fragrant tea and enjoying the rain scenery of Fenghua City is the happiest thing.

"That's good. ”

Just as Ning sighed, a gust of wind passed, and the maple trees around her swayed, and the dead leaves were mixed with huge water droplets, drenching her. She tightened her clothes and leaned to the side. Because she is a zombie, she is not afraid of catching a cold. But the feeling of this kind of clothes on the body is sticky, wet and cool!

It's been more than a week since he came out, and Ning, who has made adequate preparations, shouldn't be so desolate.

However, the world is really not perfect, Ling Ning went to the Comic Con last night, and she didn't find that her wallet had long disappeared until she was about to leave...... Hmph, the guy who picked up the wallet was kind enough to send it to the lost and found, and the ID card or something was intact!

But more importantly...... The money in it is gone.

As for the hostel...... If you don't have money, of course, you're leaving!

What else?

At this time, Ling Ning was debating whether to return to the Affairs Department.

"If I go back, I will definitely be scolded! And this guy Xiaoli will definitely laugh at me. ”

The sound of the rain became heavier and heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops hit Ling Ning's face heavily, and the coldness seemed to penetrate her heart.

"But if you don't go back, it's not a way to take a shower like this, let's go back, it's a big deal to be scolded by Rin......"

.........

On a rainy day, is there anything more interesting than bringing your own umbrella and others don't?

Probably not.

'I haven't noticed such an obvious cloud today, alas, you are careless, you really underestimate the world. Looking at those careless male and female classmates running wildly in the rain with their heads covered, Aoba held an umbrella with a leisurely posture.

She deliberately slowed down and walked leisurely in the rain.

Of course, out of the moral problems of her tablemates, she still sent the snow to the school gate first, where her father's car was waiting for her.

And then......

She walked in Qingyue's footsteps and came to the plane tree.

Silently holding an umbrella, he quietly gazed at this different college scenery.

The people who hesitated at the door of the school building, the people who ran wildly in the rain with schoolbags and clothes. People in groups of three or five, huddled under an umbrella...... Maybe laughter or frustration, it was a very funny scene for her.

She said she was never a good child.

Like this, you can stand in a safe position, but you can watch others show hesitation in the face of various difficulties...... It's a wonderful feeling.

Someone ran by, and Aoba lowered the umbrella a little, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a snicker.

Haha, sure enough, this time is the most forgetful and enjoyable. ’

"Isn't that funny, you say?" she said to herself inexplicably under the plane tree: "Well, this incident reminds us that we must be prepared to do things in the future, and we can't be as careless as those guys." This way you can watch them wrestle with their troubles, rather than them looking at you hesitating and ridiculous......"

Aoba turned around and lifted her umbrella, and she looked at some of the windows in the school building, where there were always people looking out.

"Except, of course, these guys who have made up their minds to wait in the classroom for rescue - it's no fun!"

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It was getting late, and the number of people in the academy had decreased, and Aoba walked slowly out of the school with an umbrella.

She walked very lightly, and with every step she fell, only a few droplets of water splashed, but the speeding car splashed with rain did not like her. Of course, there are also people who are waiting for the rescue to succeed and show off to her in the car, she pouts slightly.

Show off...... It's boring.

In Sycamore Academy, compared to the degree of wealth, she can definitely be said to be the most wealthy type of person.

But this comparison is too boring, isn't it?

Money,Maybe it's too much for herself.,She doesn't have any concept of such things.。。

Home, that villa is frighteningly large, empty rooms, old rooms, unpopular rooms.

However, the home of only one person is still too lonely.

No, it's the same when Mom and Dad are at home...... For breakfast, the first thing Mom asked must have been to ask Dad's opinion. When I went out, my father was the first to ask my mother's opinion.

There is only one other in the eyes of the two, is this love...... That's nice

Really, she really didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

Such love looks wonderful, doesn't it?

If you are in love, this is the most beautiful. When she wants to get married, she must find a guy like her parents, the kind of guy who has only herself in her heart...... Of course, I also try to be as alone as I can in my eyes.

With that in mind, she had already arrived at the bus stop.

Hazy in the rain, there seemed to be a figure in the bus shelter.

The rain was too heavy to see.

I could only see that the man's originally wide and white T-shirt had already been wet and tightly glued to his body.

Getting closer, Aoba looked up and down a few times, the other party looked a little embarrassed because of the rain, but it also made the wide clothes cover, the delicate and convex figure was revealed, although she was curled up, but the full curve of her chest made Li Qingye a little gloomy.

'Ah, I have to say, this guy is really in good shape. ’

For learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds, Aoba is not very interested. This society is like this, there is never a shortage of kind people, and there will be no fewer people who are not good, of course, the most are passers-by like her. She passed by ordinarily, simply watching, without malice or kindness.

She simply witnessed this scene, compared herself to herself, and then was satisfied with her behavior with the umbrella in her heart.

Unsophisticated...... Satisfy.

In a trance, she focused her eyes on the cartoon pattern of the white T-shirt, which was ...... Angel?

Something familiar?

Know?

Seems a bit impressed......

That's right!

Oh no, I'm the worst guy!

Aoba hurriedly ran over and propped the umbrella over the man.

I seem to have thought a lot of rude things. ’

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"Yo, meet again. ”

The jealous guy looked up and smiled brightly at her.

“...... Well, it's rude."

After holding up the umbrella for her, Aoba bowed politely and thanked her, "Thank you for saving me." ”

"It's nothing~~" Ning combed the hair stuck to her face, and looked at the girl who was wearing a black and white school uniform and standing in front of her with a smile: "Don't be in a daze on the road." ”

"Hmm. ”

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"Are you going home?" asked the man in a whisper after a moment

"Hmm. ”

Silence fell, the two didn't seem to meet as special as they imagined, Aoba tried hard to find a topic in his heart, but he didn't know what to say...... The person in front of him was drenched in the rain and was very embarrassed.

Why?

Why can she smile so brightly, like a clear sky tomorrow, bright and warm.

"That...... If you don't have an umbrella, I'll send you home, right?"

"Forget it. The man shook his head unexpectedly: "I don't want to go home yet"

"Then, go to my house tonight, I'm the only one in the house, and no one will bother you. ”

“...... I'm always embarrassed. ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't thank you last time~"

......

Out of consideration for the terrible situation he was in, Ning still agreed.

After all, getting wet and getting wet in the rain here is not a solution, whether it is good or bad, there must be a place to go, right?

A small umbrella, the two of them left slowly.

"I'll get an umbrella. Seeing that the girl was holding an umbrella and trying to hold it high, Ning whispered a suggestion

"Hmm~" Frustrated again~

Aoba felt that she would have to drink more milk in the future.

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"Fate, so magical. It only takes a little bit to meet and start a new story......"

Not far away, watching the two walk into the rain, Xiao Rin quietly left.

"I'll let you play for a few more days, guy with a headache. ”

These days, she had appeared beside Ning many times, in a position that Ling Ning had not noticed.

Under the dim street lamp, the light blue embroidered bamboo umbrella chirped softly in the rain......