The umbrella, little by little, leaned towards her.

The small sparkling water droplets on the black umbrella also tilted with a clatter.

This umbrella blocks the sky and blocks out the rain outside.

Jiang Chacha stiffened her body and looked at the man in front of her, who always showed up in time.

Bian Jichen, this man who always appears in the rain.

Under the umbrella, two people standing in the rain looked at each other.

She lifted her eyelashes and looked up at him, and he drooped them, looking at her with the cold eyes she knew most likely, as he had done every day.

His face is the most beautiful gift God has given to the world.

Jiang Chacha didn't dare to look at her directly, but contracted her pupils to look at his jaw and then at his lips.

His lips are beautifully shaped and thin, which gives him a very detached feeling when he has no expression.

Jiang Cha Cha looked at him in astonishment.

She didn't expect him to catch up.

When she realized that her wrist was still being held by him, she felt like her fingers had been electrocuted, and she subconsciously wanted to retract them without even thinking about it.

Bian Jichen wanted to squeeze her hand, but his eyes flashed slightly, and he still let her take her fingers back.

Jiang Chacha lowered her head, because she was so embarrassed and uncomfortable, she had to pinch her fingers indiscriminately, and her soft eyelashes hung down.

All that was left was the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella.

Because it rained a little just now, Jiang Chacha's hair was wet, and several strands of hair were so embarrassed that they were stained into a handful, she was not very afraid of the cold, the weather in early autumn was dressed like a summer dress, she didn't know that it would rain today, she felt the coolness, she couldn't help but rub the skin of her arm exposed outside.

Raindrops falling from her bangs fell on the bridge of her nose.

Suddenly, the umbrella above her head tilted towards her again.

The rain seemed to hit her heart.

"Do you want to hide from me?"

Jiang Cha Cha looked up in dismay.

I saw the silent young man in front of me holding an umbrella in his hand, and he was looking at himself quietly with his eyes down.

Turns out he knew.

Jiang Chacha opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't stop biting her lower lip, her eyes struggled for a while, her lips bit tighter, and soon turned her face.

She was silent for a long time.

The re-encounter with Bian Jichen reminded her of the night when neither of them was very awake that day. In the man's bedroom, a mood lamp next to the sofa, he held her in his arms, the emotion in his eyes, restrained the cold appearance, but in his eyes was the tenderness that wanted to drown people......

It's really nothing.

Before he could say it, she strangled his affection in her abdomen, and then the two met, and it was embarrassing to be embarrassed.

Many people in this world will face the same thing as her.

But......

Jiang Chacha unexpectedly found that the little emotion of embarrassment was nothing at all. What upset her even more was an inexplicable mood.

It seems to have a disease.

As long as Bian Jichen gets close, his heart will accelerate, his palms will be hot, and he will flee with his legs.

She was distraught, her voice was muffled, and she didn't even realize it, "How can I hide from you......"

Bian Jichen's eyes were clear, and those eyes looked as if they had just been washed away by this heavy rain.

"Then why don't you come to me."

Ginger Tea Tea:!!

Didn't he knowingly ask!

His feelings for her suddenly became different, how could she go to him again, how embarrassing!

Jiang Chacha pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

She lowered her head again, her eyes uncontrollably looking at his hand holding the handle of the umbrella.

The handle of the umbrella is jet-black, lining his hands as white as jade, and his fingers are as slender as bamboo, revealing the same cold and tough as himself.

Jiang Chacha couldn't hold back, stirring her fingers vigorously, and she was about to pull off her fingernails.

The man's voice was unusually faint in the heavy rain.

He stared at her earnestly, quickly wrinkling his eyebrows.

"Next time, don't rush into the rain alone."

The end of the end.

His lips pursed in displeasure.

"You hate me so much?"

Jiang Chacha finally couldn't hold back and immediately retorted, "No! ”

He's so good, why does she hate him?

Unless she's crazy, okay?

She looked up excitedly, and looked back into his starry eyes.

Ginger Cha Cha almost bit his tongue.

It's that feeling of a missed beat in the heart again.

I don't know when it started, maybe it started on the night he almost confessed to himself.

She must have been uncontrollably nervous in front of him because of this incident!

She thought.

For fear that he would soon pick up the topic he wanted to confess to her last time, Jiang Chacha was afraid, so she immediately changed the topic.

"That's right!"

Her black and white eyes looked at him a little weakly, but they were extraordinarily shiny, like black grapes.

"Why did you want to join the student union?"

No way, that's all she can think of and talk to him about now.

Bian Jichen held an umbrella and looked at her coldly.

He hadn't answered yet, but Jiang Chacha's heart was beating again.

She was thinking, in case Ji Chen replied because it was for her, then how should she answer?

Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?

She wanted to slap herself now, why did she ask this topic just now?

It's not good to ask anything else, but you have to ask this, right?

As a result, Bian Jichen looked at her for a long time, and his thin lips opened slightly, "I want to enter myself." ”

"For myself."

Jiang Cha Cha looked at him in a daze.

She subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, because there was nothing to go back to, the atmosphere was cold again.

All that was left was the sound of the rain.

So, Jiang Chacha let out a "hmm" again.

Just as Jiang Cha Cha was thinking about how to say goodbye to him.

The man's gaze in front of her fell back to hers.

"In a few days, it's your birthday."

"What birthday present do you want?"

Jiang Cha Cha's body stiffened.

Because of her weak heart, her eyes kept moving outward.

She laughed dryly, "You don't have to send it to me!" Just send me a happy birthday when you arrive. ”

She was embarrassed because she didn't plan to invite Bian Jichen to the birthday banquet at all!

As a result, now in front of her, people have mentioned what birthday gift she wants, and she is not guilty!

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Chacha feels that her head is bigger, and she doesn't know what to do with this birthday party.

Can't she not hold this broken birthday party!

Bian Jichen looked at her.

He has been holding an umbrella to block the wind and rain for the two.

He looked at her with clear eyes.

He seemed to know what she was thinking.

Soon Jiang Chacha noticed that the man in front of him made a little squirming movement, and he had to see that his excessive hand was digging something in his breast pocket.

When she saw him, she pulled out a piece of paper.

And a fountain pen.

Soon, Bian Jichen pressed the thin piece of paper on the handle of the umbrella, and held the pen in his other hand, writing something under the umbrella.

He lowered his eyes.

Just when Jiang Cha Cha was curious to see what he was writing.

"Ginger tea tea."

He pronounced her name.

"You are artificially avoiding me, avoiding me, I have always known it, and I respect your choice."

"But you also have to know that things are done by people."

With a flick of his wrist, he lifted his pen.

With that, he lifted his eyes and handed over the piece of paper.

Jiang Chacha looked down, and her heart was numb.

It was a piece of tissue paper that had been wet a little by the rain, and it carried the damp smell of autumn rain.

He artificially drew up a list of invitations for her, and wrote his name on a blank piece of paper separately.

His eyes reflected hers.

"I'll go to your birthday party."

- Author's message

Song broadcast~

Deng Furu's "Starry Sky Love Song" is very sweet.