Gardenia didn't know when it started to rain, the cold rain flowers carried the wind and blew over Wen Qingyun's cheeks, she gasped, her vision was full of mist, she didn't have time to think about it, she squatted down with a shiver, and hid herself behind the trash can.

Not far away, Meng Yuan was waiting for takeout, while looking around boredly, "Brother Jiang, you said that when I was waiting for takeout, could I have an affair?" ”

Jiang Xu sat in the driver's seat and didn't even give him a look, "I have everything in my dreams." ”

Meng Yuan held an umbrella, his stomach was very hungry, and he looked at the direction where the delivery man might come, this look, it was amazing, there was a child squatting next to the trash can, he was surprised, "Brother Jiang, there is a child over there!" ”

From his point of view, Wen Qingyun's entire face was blocked by a hat, and his squatting body was almost blocked by a long down jacket, at first glance, he did look like a child.

"It's still strange to the poor ......" Meng Yuan was still muttering, and the umbrella was taken away by Jiang Xu.

Wen Qingyun waited for a while, but she didn't see the taxi passing by, and she was afraid that she would stand up and be discovered by her aunt's group, so she had to keep squatting in the rain, the more she waited, the more panicked she became, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in her ears, her heart beat suffocated, and she didn't dare to make any movement.

The moment the cold raindrops on the top of the bean suddenly disappeared, a cold man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in his sight.

He combed his neat back, his skin was cold and white, his tall nose bridge looked particularly sultry in the dim light, his narrow peach blossom eyes were broken with a sense of alienation, his slender and bony hands held a black umbrella, and his tall figure almost blocked all the wind and rain in front of her.

Wen Qingyun's pupils shook.

Ginger...... Jiang Xu?

Was she drunk and hallucinating?

Didn't she, a high school colleague, immigrate abroad a long time ago? How did it end up here?

After a few years of separation, Wen Qingyun didn't expect to reunite with Jiang Xu again, in such a scene of catching horses.

Inexplicably, she was plotted by her aunt, and it took her a lot of effort to escape from the greasy man, and she hid everywhere in disgrace.

Jiang Xu appeared so impartially and brightly holding an umbrella.

The wine came up again, Wen Qingyun's head became more and more dizzy, and she didn't think if he would save herself by looking at that insignificant classmate, she opened her dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me!" ”

After speaking, she was caught off guard and her feet slipped, and the whole person knelt down on the cold ground, her knees slid over the ice slag, and she directly hit Jiang Xu's long legs headlong and fainted.

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The air around her suddenly became extremely warm, and Wen Qingyun opened her eyes in a daze in a burst of headache, only to feel that the ceiling was dazzling.

Everything that happened last night suddenly squeezed into her mind, she breathed tremblingly, lifted the quilt suddenly, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the clothes on her body were intact, it seems that she bet right, Jiang Xunian saved her by that little bit of classmateism.

Her head was still dizzy, she rubbed her head and got up, looking at the surrounding environment, the room decoration turned out to be a weird princess style, the furniture was pitiful, but the wardrobes and tables and chairs were pink and tender.

Wen Qingyun subconsciously felt that she was dreaming, how could there be a room of this style in Jiang Xu's house, she was so frightened that she quickly opened the door, and the voice-activated light at the door clicked on.

The thin man was loosely dressed in a set of gray pajamas, and he stood there with a dismal expression, as if he had just woken up, and his hair was still a little messy.

Wen Qingyun squeezed out a friendly smile, "Long time no see." ”

Jiang Xu's figure was slightly paused, as if he had just found someone standing next to him, he lazily turned sideways, his cold gaze swept over her face, and after about two or three seconds, he slowly spit out two words, "Who are you?" ”