The rain painted the night into a hazy shadow, and the mist between the white droplets of water smashed against the eaves of the windows.

Yan Shuang picked off his nails to play the piano, leaned on the window and raised his face, the raindrops seemed to fall to the pupils accurately, and the sparse pedestrians downstairs held up umbrellas one after another and hid in the mushroom-shaped shelter.

She turned back a little amusedly, looking at the stupid Tong Yang, "How do you go back"

Tong Yang didn't even bring a backpack when he came, and he looked like he didn't have an umbrella.

Without waiting for him to answer, Yan Shuang laughed directly, "Let's go together, I have an umbrella." ”

When the two walked down the stairs, they met very few people, and few people were in the teaching building at this time, not to mention the rain, the corridor was relatively empty for a while, and all that echoed was the footsteps of the two.

At the door of the teaching building, the rain suddenly increased as if it were deliberate, and standing at the tuyere, a cold wind suddenly passed by, weirdly burrowing into the gap, probing her skin, Yan Shuang subconsciously touched her arm.

Tong Yang walked to her right silently and blocked the cold wind with his body.

Holding an umbrella above his head, Yan Shuang took a step, and the puddle bloomed with layers of ripples, dense and violent, splashing his ankles all at once, but Tong Yang was a little cramped, he reached out to help hold the umbrella handle, but touched Yan Shuang's white wrist, and dodged away in fright.

Look at his curly hair becoming wet because of the rain, which makes the whole person even more stupid.

"You go back to the dormitory," Yan Shuang asked.

"Hmm." He will answer whatever he asks, and he will not speak if he does not ask.

"I'm almost there," Yan Shuang indicated his intentions, "When I get downstairs, I'll give you the umbrella." ”

Tong Yang didn't refuse, politely said thank you, and he came to return it to Yan Shuang in class. Regardless of whether time permits, he is used to it, and he is really doing things, and he is dumbfounded.

As if he remembered something, he said to Yan Shuang seriously, "You go back and drink some cold powder, you can prevent colds." ”

"Oh." Yan Shuang was just perfunctory, looking down at the shadows swaying in the puddles.

Tong Yang thought she didn't, and hurriedly added, "If you don't have it, I'll take it and send it to you in a while, I have it in the dormitory." ”

"It's okay, my roommate has it." In fact, Yan Shuang lied, but she felt that this little thing was harmless, not to mention that she was full of guilt when she really asked him to run for herself.

Tong Yang had a slight distraction, and then nodded: "That's good." ”

The residual temperature of summer was taken away, the dead leaves were suspended in the puddles, mixed with the wet air, Yan Shuang was like a fish swimming in the deep sea, quietly rowing out of the water, only Tong Yang was alone, unconsciously found her.

It was the first time he saw the moon, the first time he heard the hoarse leaves of a tree, the first time he smelled the fermentation of rain.

The first time I met that person, the first time I liked someone.

Yan Shuang sat on the bed of 407 and looked at his mobile phone, understanding that most of the people started from the circle of friends, Tong Yang doesn't like to post selfies, more of a day, take a few tables and stools, take a few pictures of the weather, I haven't sent much recently, I turned forward, and I took a lot of photos of friends at the party, not a lonely person, and occasionally a few pet rabbits went out.

Maybe I also felt bored, and I was just about to put down my mobile phone, and the vibration sounded, it was the senior sister of the Conservatory, and this time the guzheng was borrowed from her.

Yan Shuang pressed the answer button: "Senior Sister"

"Yan Shuang, there is something I want to tell you," the senior sister's tone was frustrated, "There is something wrong with the guzheng, and the senior of our conservatory of music suddenly said that he wants to use it, and the time has conflicted with your welcome party." ”

Yan Shuang's head rested against the wall behind him, silently waiting for the following.

"So, your show might not be able to help." The senior sister seemed to be full of guilt, "I'm so sorry. ”

"It's okay." Yan Shuang shook his head, it was originally us who troubled you.

Hanging up the phone, Yan Shuang threw the phone on the head of the bed, tilted his head and was silent. It's not uncomfortable, but it's inevitably lost. Originally, she didn't have much interest in the orientation party, and now she should have escaped the training and was happy, but she couldn't lift her spirits.

Is it because he can't see Tong Yang in this way It seems unreasonable, Yan Shuang looks extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Zhou Yanyan poked his head out of the upper bunk, his ears heard the phone call just now, and his eyes were full of gossip: "Little double baby, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Shuang glanced at her and explained helplessly: "The show has been canceled." ”

"Ah why" Zhou Yanyan was more anxious than her, holding the edge of the bed with both hands like a marmot.

"Senior sister said that the guzheng can't be borrowed," Yan Shuang repeated what he said just now, "Those people in the student union should have also been notified." ”

Who knew that Zhou Yanyan's face suddenly changed, like a groundhog suddenly biting a poisonous mushroom, "My God, the show is not working, isn't it that Tong Yang is going to be bad?"

"What's wrong with him"

Yan Shuang didn't know what to do with him, although Zhou Yanyan's words and deeds were unreliable, but she entered the sports department of the student union and knew a little about the things inside, so her words couldn't be ignored directly.

"Your show belonged to him before, and if you can't play this time, he will definitely not be able to get out of it."

Yan Shuang chuckled, "Impossible, he is not from the Ministry of Literature and Art, so he can't manage so much." ”

Zhou Yanyan swallowed his saliva, and his speech became slurred, "Actually, I heard that Tong Yang was not formally elected to the student union, but he was added by the vice chairman later, and there were many people in the student union who didn't like him before

There's a thorn in his hand and he's leaving. It's so easy to find fault with a person. ”

Seeing that Yan Shuang's eyes seemed to be able to condense ice slag, Zhou Yanyan added in hindsight: "The people who are looking forward to him leaving do not include me."