Jiang Lianyan saw her soaking wet, and thought to himself, this rain is so heavy, he didn't feel it with an umbrella himself, and then looked at the math textbook in her arms, and covered her head with the umbrella in his hand.

Kong Fanyin smiled and moved to his side, "Thank you, senior,"

Jiang Lianyan handed the umbrella to her, "You take it,"

Kong Fanyin took it with a confused expression, "Won't the president fight?" ”

Jiang Lianyan looked at the people who were getting farther and farther away in front of him, "I still have something," he let go of his hand and ran forward.

Kong Fanyin tightened her grip on the handle of the umbrella, she saw Zhou Moruo when she first came over, so she told Sun Ming that she had an umbrella and asked her to go first, just to hold an umbrella with Jiang Yanyan, but she didn't expect it......

Zhou Moruo is a slut!

There was no one on the road, Zhou Moruo went out, and subconsciously glanced back, the rain was falling heavily, and the sight was white, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

She turned her head and was about to walk forward, when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder,

Zhou Moruo jumped, turned his head, and was startled again, "Jiang, Jiang Yanyan?" ”

Jiang Yanyan wiped the water on his face, "Where's your umbrella?" ”

Zhou Moruo's heart was pounding, "I don't have an umbrella, what about your own umbrella?" ”

"I've lent it to a girl," Jiang Lianyan wiped his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled her and said, "There's no way, let's run,"

Zhou Moruo was pulled by him, thinking, lent it to a girl, who is so bold and dares to borrow Jiang Yanyan's umbrella, could it be the shrew surnamed Kong again?

She pursed her lips, looked at the hand that grabbed her wrist, and shook it off very unhappily,

Jiang Lianyan looked back suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing," Zhou Moruo pointed ahead, "It's raining too much, it's still a little way from the Chinese department, there's a pavilion there, let's go and take shelter from the rain,"

Jiang said, "Okay,"

Said to be a gazebo, in fact, it is very small, one person stands just right, two people are a little crowded, and the top of the pavilion is still dripping and leaking rain,

Zhou Moruo stood on the side, his arm was half wet, Jiang Yanyan saw it, and reached out to pull her, "You go to this point,"

However, the rain began to leak above his head, and Jiang Lianyan also moved out, and his arm touched Zhou Moruo's back.

Zhou Moruo suddenly froze and didn't dare to move, the two of them stood in silence for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

Zhou Moruo coughed, "This pavilion is broken like this, why didn't you find it when the facilities were perfected?" ”

Jiang Lianyan said "um", paused, and said, "I'll talk to the principal again when I have time,"

Zhou Moruo, "Yes, you have to repair it well when the time comes,"

Jiang Lianyan nodded, "Hmm,"

This is the end of this topic, the atmosphere fell silent again, and the two looked around tacitly,

After a long time, Jiang Lianyan felt that he should say something, "That, you ran first in 3,000 meters, which is quite powerful,"

He didn't say that Zhou Moruo was going to turn the page for three thousand meters, she looked at him sideways, and just about to say something, she saw Jiang Lianyan quickly turn her eyes away,

Zhou Moruo twisted his eyebrows, what's going on? Why is Jiang Yanyan's reaction so strange?

She also felt uncomfortable, but she insisted on not escaping, but she didn't expect him to escape first.

Didn't that force her to say something?

Zhou Moruo's heart was horizontal, "Jiang Lianyan, look at me,"

Jiang Lianyan paused, slowly turned his head, and raised his eyes to look at her,

The young man's eyes were clear, usually indifferent, but now they were half-hanging, with a hint of nervousness and helplessness,

Zhou Moruo thought, Jiang Lianyan was nervous like this, could it be that he was looking forward to her confession, maybe he also liked her,

Thinking about it like this, she wasn't nervous, "The cheering draft you read today wasn't written by me,"

Jiang Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhou Moruo lowered his head and didn't see it,

She raised her head again, "But it's also in line with my original intention, Jiang Lianyan, I like you,"