Without waiting for the alarm clock to ring, Mo Ming bounced up from the bed first, and it was not yet seven o'clock. Mo Ming usually goes to school to get up so early, but he is forced to be helpless. Today is particularly positive, and that's because time is really tight.

Hearing a sound of beating, Mo Ming walked to the desk, opened the shutters, the green rain in the sun dyed the trees in front of the door with a burst of freshness, autumn is a sad season, the grass and trees are decaying, I didn't expect the tail of this plum rain to glow with some false vitality, which is touching.

Mo Ming likes rainy days, his bed is next to the window, in the evening, if the night sky is raining coldly, through the blinds you can sigh the moonlight under the phoenix tail bamboo-like hazy.

Mo Ming still has poetry in his bones, although not as conspicuous as those who are full of literary talent.

Well...... Forget it, I still have to be busy today. Mo Ming suddenly groaned without illness, people, the more you grow up, the more boring you become.

After some washing, and then it was a stylized breakfast, it was still early, Mo Ming rested for a while, and when it was exactly half past seven, Mo Ming pinched the time and dialed the phone number of Qiu Yanzi's house.

Mo Ming waited for a long time before someone spoke over there.

"Hello, this is Qiu Ling's house."

On the other side of the phone is a very gentle and delicate female voice, from the voice, you can tell that the other party is about a middle-aged woman, or an intellectual classical woman. Mo Ming was a little surprised, is this Qiu Ling Qiu Yanzi's father? And then it was her mother who answered the phone?

"That...... Hello, I'm Qiu Hinako...... Classmate Mo Ming."

Mo Ming was a little hesitant when he introduced himself, and stopped before the word friend was spoken, and now some parents are still relatively conservative, and some even insist on the kind of "there are only classmates in the school, no friends." So in order not to cause unnecessary trouble to Qiu Yanzi, it is better to spread a kind little panic.

"Huh? Are you Mo Ming? My Hina often mentions you."

The tone over there suddenly became a little excited, with a tone of surprise, Mo Ming was surprised, Qiu Xiaozi is the kind of girl who will talk to her parents about school friends, and now there are many people who can communicate patiently with their parents without being rebellious, and she is really a good child who knows how to be polite.

"Yes, I'm Mo Ming......

Mo Ming's tone was still very restrained, the other party was an elder, and he couldn't make a mistake.

"I'm a guest at home, and I have a lot to say to you."

It's very polite over there, this is the etiquette of adults.

"Thank you, I understand."

"Do you have something to do with my Hinata?"

After some politeness, we got to the point.

"Yes, something."

"Oh, no wonder Hinako said she had something to go out today, but didn't she say it was with a female friend?"

…… Mo Ming didn't know how to answer.

"That...... There are other people's, mainly ...... It's mostly girls."

Mo Ming is really good at lying.

"Huh, really? I know, I understand you, young man."

Didn't say anything, and it was understood? Thank you for your understanding.

"Hina Yaka, who is she now?"

"Oh, Hinata, I haven't been out of the changing room since seven o'clock, so I'm guess I'm still dressing up."

How do you dress up for so long...... I don't understand girls, and Qiu Xiaozi doesn't look like the kind of girl who can put on makeup, it will take so long?

Fortunately, Mo Ming is a boy, and he doesn't have so many cumbersome and redundant habits.

"That's right...... How long will it take?"

"I don't usually need so much time, is it because I went out with you that I dressed up so carefully?"

Qiu Yanzi's mother was very skillful at making Mo Ming's jokes, and Mo Ming took it as a joke but could not laugh heartily.

"Hahahaha, Auntie is really good at laughing, hahaha."

Mo Ming is very lame.

"Hahaha, yes, Auntie didn't laugh at all."

It's difficult, I really can't deal with this mother and son, and I suddenly feel a little sorry for Uncle Qiu Ling.

"Okay, don't laugh, I'll urge her."

"Then please."

I can't talk to this aunt anymore, Mo Ming is not a talkative man, especially with his elders, he has never given people a sense of politeness and sensibility, except for An Xiaofei's mother.

"Hinata, Mo Ming-san is looking for you."

The aunt on the other side of the phone shouted in a very clear voice in the direction that I didn't know, Mo Ming heard it clearly, and complained in his heart, at least cover the earpiece with his hand......

"Ah...... So fast, wait...... I'll change my clothes......

It's still changing......

"I think the first set will do, Qiu Hinako, you're suitable for wearing a vegetarian dress."

"Ah...... But I think the red one might be a little better...... A long skirt is also good?"

"Let's wear jeans to look a little more energetic."

"Mom, why did you change your word, what should you do?"

"It's all good, what do you think, Mo Ming?"

The voice of the conversation between the two was very clear, and Mo Ming deduced that Qiu Yanzi should be in the changing room on the first floor, and the phone was in the corridor out of the stairs, reasoning about what was this......

Suddenly asked this, Mo Ming was very nerve-wracking, what do you want to wear, how do I know......

"Well, I think the first set is good......

"yes, I think the first set is good, Hinata, did you hear that?"

"Ah...... Mom, you've done it all...... Something was done!"

"Toot" The phone suddenly hung up, Mo Ming looked sluggish, what was he going to do?

Forget it, wait quietly for the phone call over there, Mo Ming wandered around the living room aimlessly.

"That's probably how it feels to have a family, right? Ah......h I also have a family......

Mo Ming's boring self-complaining. Qiu Yanzi and her mother seem to get along very well, like friends, this kind of daily conversation is really enviable, compared to her own mother, alas......

About five minutes later, the call came from over there again, this time it was Yaku's voice.

"Mo Ming, I'll get that."

The voice is somewhat faint and sluggish.

"Oh, that's good."

"That...... My mom didn't say anything strange to you, did she?"

"No, right...... It's all normal, isn't it?"

Mo Ming didn't communicate much with the previous generation of people, what was the content and way of their speech, Mo Ming didn't know much, maybe this is the golden autumn fashion?

"Classmate Mo Ming, can you call me directly on my mobile phone next time?"

It seems that Qiu Hina is very troubled.

"Okay, yes."

"That's good...... Let's go out then."

"Okay, then make an appointment at the café I mentioned yesterday, do you know where it is?"

"This...... I don't know much about the town yet, I don't know the place."

"Well, that coffee shop is on the commercial street of New Street, and the name of the coffee house is Waiting for the Rain to Stop."

"Wait for the rain to stop? That's a good name!"

Qiu Yanzi was suddenly very surprised, Mo Ming felt a little faintly uneasy, not surprisingly, the minister's next sentence should be, "Why do you want to wait for the rain to stop?"

"That...... Mo Ming, do you know why you are waiting for the rain to stop?"

"This......

Not to mention, Mo Ming really knows that there is also a story, although it is different from the painting style on the old street, but it also makes Mo Ming remember deeply.

"You know that, right?"

"To know is to know...... But can I tell you about it another day?"

"Mo Ming! It's not a good appetite!"

"This...... Aren't we going to write a script today?"

"Oh oh sorry...... I forgot about it."

Qiu Yanzi's tone suddenly darkened, as if a child with tooth decay found the cake in the refrigerator and could only look at it with his eyes, which was really pitiful.

Mo Ming actually believes in Buddhism a little, isn't there that kind of compassion in Buddhism?

"That's good as a boring pre-script adjustment......

"Alas! Yes?"

Full blood resurrection, just like suddenly your mother told you that even if you have tooth decay, it's okay to eat cake, just a little cream.

"It's an equivalent exchange, as a reward for helping me write the script."

"yes, that's fair."

Mo Ming felt that his statement was really funny, and Qiu Yanzi's answer was a little marginal, is there really the kind of person in society who can be bought with a story? Are you the kind of youkai who specializes in eating stories?

Mo Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought about it.

"Mo Ming...... What are you laughing at?"

There were some doubts over there, but Mo Ming reacted and lost his temper.

"Oooh, nothing."

"Okay, then hang it up first, and gather under the eaves where the rain stops!"

Qiu Yanzi said happily, making Mo Ming wonder what the expression of the person on the other side of the phone was.

"Okay, I'll see you then."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Ming went out directly with a black umbrella, the rain outside was indeed not small, and the trajectory of the water droplets was still a slight arc, against the umbrella, Mo Ming quickly arrived at the coffee house.

There seems to be a famous saying in modern times, "Rainy days go well with coffee." But there doesn't seem to be a popular saying that there are no casual and elegant people who are here on a rainy day.

There are only two people in the entire coffee house, one is the store manager with a beard and a serious expression, some tall and thin, and the other is Mo Ming.

Mo Ming saw the store manager, nodded slightly, and the store manager was very skillful in grinding a cup of caramel coffee for Mo Ming, without sugar, Mo Ming likes to drink pure coffee, that bitter taste is Mo Ming's sustenance on the weekend, isn't there an old saying? You can't grow up if you don't endure hardship.

After Mo Ming took a sip, he gave the store manager a smile, and the owner walked away satisfied, this is the tacit understanding between the two, which means that the coffee is good and the standard is quite high.

Mo Ming and the store manager will have this tacit understanding, which also stems from the friendship between the two. About three years ago, the old-fashioned Mo Ming first took on the business of Xinjie, which is the café "waiting for the rain to stop", and has been patronizing this café ever since.

At that time, the store manager was still a little talkative, and the origin of "waiting for the rain to stop" was what he told Mo Ming.

And Mo Ming can behave as a person with a story today, thanks to this store manager with a story.

Leaning against the window, Mo Ming held his hands and looked out at the transparent glass, and the rain still had no intention of stopping.

A slender man hurriedly walked in the distance, arrived at the door of the store, fiddled with some bangs in front of his forehead against the glass, hurriedly put down the plum red umbrella in his hand, and pushed open the corner of the door of the coffee house.

This is exactly the same scene as Mo Ming's imagination of "waiting for the rain to stop".