School ends at 16:40 on Fridays.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Dao, who had made an appointment to meet Wen Bi, was about to go to Carl Chinese Restaurant, and just got in the car, Huai Xinyin suddenly called.

"Huh?"

"Nanlu is in the classroom, I heard that his father won't let him go home, do you want to pick him up? That little appearance looks strange and pitiful, and I don't know if I'm crying or not. The voice on the other end of the phone was magnetic and pleasant, and the slightly raised tone showed the pleasure of the owner.

"To be specific, what's going on?"

"Isn't Nankui late for the first day of school? The reason is on the Southern Brigade. The two of them went to school together, but Nan Lu asked the driver to stop halfway and drove Nan Kui out of the car.

That girl was a dead-eyed person, and she had always felt ashamed of Nanlu, so this time she simply followed his wishes and dragged her suitcase to Nansheng on foot. By the way, there is a 'road idiot' in the setting that Tiandao gave to Nankui. ”

Wen Dao inexplicably conjured up a picture in his mind: Nankui was dragging her suitcase around in a hurry, occasionally stopping to ask pedestrians, and shuttling between the cars.

Wen Dao closed his eyes.

What is he fantasizing?

"He's supposed to go back to his dorm. Or you call Yunsheng, I can't go because of something. Wen Dao looked at the hazy drizzle outside the car window lightly, and there was no emotion on his face.

"What to do? Yunsheng's house was too far away from here, and I accidentally locked the dormitory door when I left. Huai Xinyin's thin lips were slightly curved.

"Deliberately?" Wen Dao could hear the pleasure in his tone.

"Of course." Huai Xinyin became more and more happy, he did it on purpose, according to Wen Dao's temperament, how difficult it was for him to wait for something to happen, it was better for him to help create something.

"Probably shouldn't have left you idle." Wen Dao pressed his eyebrows, his tone a little helpless.

Huai Xinyin knew that he had agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Dao called the Southern Brigade, but the Southern Brigade did not answer. Wen Dao frowned, changed directions, and drove to Nansheng.

got out of the car and went to the classroom with an umbrella, only to find that Nanlu was lying on the table and falling asleep one by one.

There were no lights on in the classroom, a hazy drizzle was falling outside the window, and the sunset did not know where it went, only the soft light of the sunset came in and fell evenly on the lying figure in the classroom.

From Wen Dao's point of view, it resembles a still painting, with a silent beauty in the painting.

Wen Dao lowered his eyes, closed the umbrella and put it at the door and entered the classroom.

He walked towards the figure, tiptoped, and knocked on the boy's table. Maybe the movements were too gentle, the boy didn't wake up, and he still slept soundly. Wen Dao looked down at him.

The young man's delicate side face is very beautiful, and in the yellow light, the hair looks unusually soft, making people want to reach out and rub it.

By the time Nanlu woke up, more than half an hour had passed.

It was very dark around, and the Southern Brigade looked around in a bit of confusion, and saw a figure in the seat not far ahead. It's so late, and there are still people? The Southern Brigade yawned slightly.

Wait, that's the Wendao seat! Nanlu stood up violently, and the whole person suddenly sobered up a lot.

Wen Dao heard the voice and turned his head to look. The light was so dim that Wen Dao couldn't see his face clearly, only that he was standing.

"Awake?"

There was a laziness in his voice, and Nanlu looked at the figure, and his heart was numb.

"Then let's go." The figure stood up.

The Southern Brigade walked briskly across the table towards him, approached, and finally saw his face.

may be because of the light, the facial contours of the person in front of him at this time are unusually soft, and there is no coldness between the eyebrows and eyes, and even the tips of the hair are full of tenderness.

Nanlu felt itchy in his heart, something else was about to move.

Wen Dao bent down slightly, took out an umbrella from the drawer and handed it to him: "It's raining outside." ”

Nanlu's eyes flickered, took the umbrella and followed him out of the classroom, his eyes following him all the time.

Sure enough, good-looking people are even good-looking at the back of their heads. This is what the Southern Brigade really thinks at this time.

Wen Dao stopped and took the umbrella that had been placed at the door of the classroom, "Let's go." ”

After getting off the teaching building, the two of them walked on the school road leading to the school gate one after the other with umbrellas.

The clouds are misty, and there is still some sunset left. The soft rain fell on the umbrella, and it didn't take long for the umbrella to get wet, and it was quiet around, with the slightest breeze blowing on the face. Everything was so quiet, and the sound of shoes on the fallen leaves was very real.

And also... He also seemed to hear the voice in his heart.

The Southern Brigade walked from behind Wen Dao to Wen Dao's side with an umbrella and walked side by side with him.

"Why are you in the classroom?"

Wen Dao thought for a moment and replied, "I was told that you weren't going home in the classroom. ”

Nan Lu looked at his side face fixedly: "So Wen Dao is here to take me home?" ”

Sounds a little weird? Wen Dao frowned, "Sort of." ”

"But I couldn't go home, I had a fight with my father, and he wouldn't let me go back and stopped my credit card."

Wen Dao looked at him, just happened to meet his somewhat sad gaze, and Nanlu quickly turned his head.

The two left the school gate, and Wen Dao opened the back seat door: "Don't think about it, get in the car." ”

The Southern Brigade looked at him, took the umbrella and obediently entered the car.

After driving the car for a while, the Southern Brigade suddenly asked, "Who usually sits in the co-pilot's position?" ”

"No one sits."

"Oh."

The Southern Brigade was quiet again.

After a while, the car stopped in front of a hotel.

Wen Dao handed him a card, "You stay in the hotel for one night first, and when your father is angry tomorrow, you can go back." ”

Nanlu's eyes tightened, and he grabbed his hand: "Didn't you say take me home?" ”

Wen Dao was a little puzzled: "Huh? Didn't your dad let you go home? ”

I thought it was going back to your house... Nanlu let go of his hand and hung his head listlessly.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want to stay in a hotel."

Wen Dao frowned: "Don't you want to stay in a hotel?" ”

"Hmm."

"Then I'll call and ask if there's an apartment nearby?"

Nanlu looked at Wen Dao, who was very patient today, and his mouth was flattened: "I don't want to live in an apartment." ”

"And where do you want to stay?"

"Your house, I'm curious about the structure of your house."

Wen Dao was stunned for a moment, "I live in an apartment." Because the original owner's wish was to leave the Wen family, he didn't understand what this departure meant, so he tried the most superficial meaning before going to Nansheng and moved out of the Wen family.

The slap in the face always comes so fast. Southern Brigade: "... Ahem, it feels like the apartment is pretty good, I suddenly want to live in the apartment, well, the apartment you live in. ”

Wen Dao hesitated, "Okay." ”

Wen Dao drove back and took him to the apartment.