It was still sunny to go out in the morning, and at ten o'clock the sky in the distance was black and oppressive, shrouded in the top of the city's high-rise buildings, and a bad hot wind blew across the earth, and it began to rain after a while, and the rain was dripping, and the heat wave of the city was extinguished by the rain.

Jiang sometimes woke up when it was still raining, she stretched her limbs, stretched her waist, and asked in a daze, "Where is this?" Got to school? ”

The car was parked in front of a teaching building on the north campus of Wu University, a big tree on the green belt swayed in the wind and rain, and it happened that at the end of class, young and energetic college students came out of the teaching building one after another, and walked in front of their car in groups of threes and twos with umbrellas.

Zhou Chen asked, "Which campus are you in?" ”

"North Campus!" Jiang sometimes rubbed his eyes and shook the slippers on his feet, "How do you know I'm on the North Campus?" ”

He didn't answer again.

He didn't ask her how he would know which campus she was from, look, look, sullen man, and pretended to be indifferent and didn't care about her.

It was raining heavily, and she didn't want to leave.

"Teacher Zhou, what are you going to do?"

He glanced at her, as if to say something to do with you.

"I don't want to be separated from you yet, I want to stay a little longer." She is honest about what is in her heart.

Zhou Chen's hand was on the steering wheel, his index finger arched and lightly pointed, pulling the meridians on the back of his hand, his eyes were half-lowered, the shadow of his eyelashes covering the dark pupils, and the next second, a soft and white little hand was covered on the back of his hand, her hand was cold, causing her skin to tremble.

Jiang sometimes boldly stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand, his fingers slowly passed through his fingers and buckled, her eyes were crooked, she still pretended to be calm as usual on the surface, but her heart was beating wildly, his palm was wide and warm, much bigger than her hand, the hand holding the steering wheel was slender and the bones were distinct, she inexplicably felt at ease.

It would be nice to hold his hand like this all the time.

However, before she could reminisce, Zhou Chen freed up his other hand and pinched her wrist with a little force, and she let go of her hand as soon as she was in pain, and he threw it back.

"Watch your hands."

Jiang sometimes pouted and rubbed his wrists: "I don't understand the amorous feelings, I'm so active, can't you follow me?" ”

With a small click, the car door was unlocked, and Zhou Chen said solemnly: "Get out of the car." ”

The river sometimes does not move.

"Jiang sometimes, get out of the car."

He called her by name and surname, and his tone was not good, and he didn't even bother to say a word.

Jiang sometimes snorted, rolled down the window, and said scoundrelly: "It's raining, teacher, how can I get over?" ”

The rain came in, and she closed the windows again.

Zhou Chen said coldly: "Go over." ”

Otherwise, how can you get over, and ask him to carry it? Do you hold her late and carry her today?

Her attention is better than the other, and one ring after another.

Jiang sometimes saw that he was expressionless, sighed leisurely, and planned to do this today, no longer tease him, and continue the rest of the next meeting, as soon as his toes stepped outside the car door, Zhang Qi stood under the tree on the side with an umbrella and looked at her, with a mocking face.

Zhang Qi walked a few steps closer, one hand was still in a plaster, the bandage was wrapped around his neck, and it fell on his chest, and the other hand was holding an umbrella, "Yo, isn't this a bus river, what's the matter, it's a man again?" ”

The voice is sharp and full of malice.

Especially the bus.

Jiang sometimes hooked her lips and got out of the car, not wanting these foul words to reach Zhou Chen's ears, she closed the door and stood in the rain.

"Zhang Qi, the hand you used to hit the umbrella looks like it's underhammered."

The two women were-for-tat, one with an umbrella and the other in the rain, and a car was on the side, and the air was filled with the smell of war, and the passing classmates inevitably took a few more looks.