Yue Xiangnan suddenly laughed, "Hahaha, didn't you say it wouldn't rain?" ”

"That's what the weather forecast says." Luo Jibei's face was innocent.

There were two girls over there, and they suddenly screamed, looking at Luo Jibei and Yue Xiangnan.

Yue Xiangnan looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on.

"Let's go." Luo Jibei didn't wait for Yue Xiangnan to say anything, so he took his shoulders and left first.

Yue Xiangnan didn't react yet, "What's wrong?" It's raining, do you want to buy an umbrella? ”

"Of course, how else would I go back."

The commissary next to the attraction sat on the ground and started to buy an umbrella that was originally priced at 10 yuan, but some people bought it.

"It's so expensive, just buy one, and we'll take a taxi back later." The more south the country is now in charge, knowing that firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are expensive, and this kind of transparent umbrella is more than fifty per day.

In Luo Jibei's eyes, the more south he went, the more he became a thrifty young man who was forced to marry from the deep mountains, so he readily agreed in order not to make Yue Xiangnan feel like a waste of money.

The two big men were holding an umbrella, and it felt a little crowded, but neither of them cared anymore, because the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

A taxi was called, and the two of them hurriedly got into the taxi, and they were drenched in a little rain.

On the way, Luo Jibei received two or three phone calls, and it seemed that something was going on.

"I'll send you back later, I still have some business." North Luoji Road.

"What about your quilt?" The more south you go, you still remember the quilt that Luo Jibei had sun-dried.

"It's already wet, and I can't help it." Luo Jibei thought for a while and said, "Why don't you help me collect it?" ”

"I'll collect it for you? You're not afraid that I'll go to your house and steal things. Yue Xiangnan teased.

"I don't have anything of value at home." Luo Jibei directly took the key to Yue Xiangnan, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Okay then." Yue nodded to the south.

When he arrived at the gate of the apartment, Luo Jibei asked Yue Xiangnan to hold an umbrella and go back, and someone would pick him up where he would go when the time came.

Yue Xiangnan went upstairs directly to Luo Jibei's apartment, and helped him put away the quilt, so as not to get too wet and break the drying rack.

When I opened the door, I almost thought I was going wrong when I first came here, because it was exactly the same as when I first came, there was only fixed furniture inside, and the rest was empty, nothing, even daily necessities, except for a few magazines on the coffee table, as well as a charger at the bedside in the bedroom, and a toothbrush and toothpaste in the bathroom.....

Sure enough, there is nothing of value...

The doors and windows of the balcony were wide open, and the rain was all blowing in the wind, and the quilt was almost completely wet, and there were a few clothes.

The further south I went, I closed the balcony window and soaked the clothes on it.

In this life, it feels wet to the touch, and it is estimated that it can't be covered, so he can only wring out part of the water and continue to hang it on to dry, and the rest of the clothes are stuffed into the washing machine, and he will wash it himself when he comes back.

I wanted to find a mop to wipe the ground clean but couldn't find it, so I had to give up.

Yue Xiangnan's body was also wet, so he had to hurry up and change his clothes in Tiger Hill, so as not to catch a cold and feel uncomfortable again.

When I returned to my home, I was relieved to go south, but I had a headache when I saw that the balcony window was also open.

The few pairs of socks that had just been washed had also been poisoned by the heavy rain, and he was still gloating about Luo Jibei, but he didn't remember that he still had clothes at home, and the balcony window was not closed.