Bian Jichen frowned subconsciously, and without thinking, an unprocessed sense of disgust arose spontaneously in his heart.

He took a step back with his long legs.

Jiang Chacha, who usually smiled when she saw him, glanced at him gloomily, didn't bother to lift her eyelids, then turned her head back and continued to lie on the guardrail.

Did she take the wrong medicine today?

Bian Jichen frowned and stood still.

Jiang Chacha was already in a bad mood today, she really wanted to destroy the world together.

It stands to reason that when Bian Jichen appears in front of her, she will definitely wagging her tail happily when she sees her beloved toy, but when she thinks about it, he avoids her again, plus he treated her like that when he worked last weekend, and today's special situation, all kinds of reasons make her like a popped balloon, and she is out of gas all of a sudden.

So she turned her head to herself and continued to look at the sky.

The empty stairs and walkways were only the sound of the wind.

Bian Jichen turned sideways without caring about himself, put his hands in his pockets, and wanted to leave.

Before turning around, he glanced back at her inexplicably.

The sky outside the open corridor in the south is bright and gray, bright is white, gray is dark clouds surging with the wind, and the air is full of wind and rain.

Bian Jichen saw the weather forecast when he went out this morning, saying that the third typhoon of the year was coming.

He noticed that today's ginger tea was very abnormal.

Although she is a little nervous for a while.

As usual, he should have left indifferently, not wanting to have any social contact with her.

And the timing isn't quite right today.

He participated in the event today, wearing a very formal suit, wearing such a suit in front of her, Bian Jichen always felt awkward.

But the ghost sent the gods, he still moved his lips, and asked softly, "What are you doing there?" ”

Jiang Chacha's ears moved, did she hear it wrong?

Will Bian Jichen take the initiative to take care of her?

She moved her head and looked at him, and sure enough, she saw that his eyes were watching her, still as warm as ever.

If it were usual, Ginger Cha Cha would definitely be very happy.

But today she had no interest in anything, she shook her head wistfully, and was silent, even the fact that he was inexplicably wearing a formal suit did not cause her mood to fluctuate.

She felt that she had become a monk and a Buddhist.

Love, what's wrong.

She bit the straw frustratedly.

At this time, there was a sound of running on the stairs, and the student who came was a certain minister of the student union, and Jiang Chacha had forgotten her name. When she saw her, she stopped out of breath and said worriedly, "Vice President, that... I forgot to tell you. There's a grade assembly tomorrow, and you need to preside over ......"

Ginger Tea Tea: ......

The heart is half cold again.

The student council members were all focused on her this time. said that the president was not there, and she needed to act as the president's affairs, and when she really carried it out, she was embarrassed to shirk that this and that needed to be agreed by the president.

Although she could understand why these people were doing this to her.

But she was really angry......

Angry and my heart hurts.

Seeing that her face was extremely ugly, Minister Zhang couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and hurriedly found an excuse to leave: "President, then I'll leave first, I still have something to ......"

When she ran away, she cast a curious glance at Bian Jichen.

Bian Jichen lowered his eyelids lightly, glanced at her, and frightened her to withdraw her gaze.

The sky was even darker.

There was a sound of light and orderly footsteps on the stairs.

Bian Jichen didn't know when he stood behind Jiang Chacha.

He was still looking down at her from a high vantage point, and he saw her eyes glancing around in confusion, her teeth clenching at the straw as if she were about to bite down on the next section.

The cherry pink lips pressed the straw unhappily, and the corners of the mouth were an unhappy downward arc.

"Hey." After Bian Jichen finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he didn't call her full name through gritted teeth, and there was no other way to call her.

Call her Cha Cha with other students?

His sword brow furrowed even deeper.

Ginger tea tea is in turmoil. She felt that after she entered this game, she had countless grievances, and these grievances, she couldn't catch a single one that could be told by people all over the world, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow them in her stomach.

The wind carrying the moisture of the water blew the long hair in her ears, and her vision suddenly blurred, and at this moment, she heard Bian Jichen say.

"It's going to be a typhoon, aren't you going back?"

It was the first time that Jiang Chacha had heard such humane words from his mouth.

It caused her to look at him a few more times.

Curiously, he was wearing an extremely formal suit and his coat was not taken off. He stood in the hallway, tall and outstanding, cold and dusty, and her eyes were now full of his legs wrapped in suit pants.

, the legs are so long.

Jiang Chacha was distraught and replied absentmindedly: "I don't want to go back." ”

If there is a typhoon, there will be a typhoon.

Even if she dies in this game, no one will care, no one will worry.

Bian Jichen's face was like the sky at this moment. The sky was completely dark, the bridge of his nose was like a sharp dividing line, and his eyes in shadow floated with a small, silent light.

"Okay." Bian Jichen put down this sentence, turned around and walked away.

When Jiang Chacha looked at him, he only saw an indifferent back.

She clasped her arms in her hands and remained alone for a long time.

It wasn't until her arms were gradually wet from the rain that she looked up and realized that it was raining.

Boom, the rain became heavier. She took a step back, only to find that the schoolbag on the ground had also been a little wet from the rain.

She didn't bring an umbrella.

She silently picked up her bag and descended the steps step by step.

In the short distance, she thought a lot.

She remembered the grade level meeting that awaited her tomorrow, and everyone was eager to see her embarrassed. When she got home, she still had to eat tasteless instant noodles, and she remembered her billion-dollar debt......

She can't support her daily expenses with the money she earns from her work.

She stopped on the first floor of the teaching building, and there was no one on the campus. Looking at this incomprehensible heavy rain, Jiang Chacha really felt like crying.

With the weak chicken physique of the original owner, she had to be sick for several days after being drenched in the rain.

Jiang Chacha just wanted to grit her teeth and run out with her schoolbag, but suddenly in her blurred vision, she saw a black figure.

The man holding an umbrella in one hand seemed to have fallen from the sky.

The boy in the suit walked up to her step by step with a cold face, and the black umbrella tilted from her side, blocking her from the rain curtain outside.

Jiang Chacha opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and just wanted to say something.

I saw him purse his lips, as if he was very resistant to the slightest contact with her, but he pushed the umbrella into her hand hard and jerky, but the warm hand still touched her soft fingers that were frozen cold, and as soon as the body temperature of the two was touched, he pursed his lips in disgust, and his fingers quickly peeled off.

The contradiction between the two is extreme.