The rain is getting more and more urgent, the slanting wind is not stopping, although Lin Xiaolu is holding an umbrella, there are still raindrops blown down on her body from time to time.

A period of time passed, and at the school gate, the crowd had passed the peak of gathering.

There were only about 10 minutes left before the start of the parent-teacher conference, and most of the parents were already in place, even chatting with each other in the classroom.

After the other students directed their parents to the classroom, they also made their own choices, with some children who normally traveled on their own going home as usual, while others gathered in the library or gymnasium to wait for the parent-teacher conference to end.

The playground and the open space outside the school building were empty, after all, no one would want to go in the rain.

The crowd at the door became more and more sparse, and there were only three or two students left waiting for their parents with umbrellas like Lin Xiaolu. Seeing that there was no one, the security guard at the door also walked out of the security room and closed the gate quite dutifully, leaving only the side entrance for pedestrians to pass through.

Lin Yun still didn't come.

The rain is still getting stronger.

Lin Xiaolu took out her mobile phone and looked at her previous message records, and the reply to the words "certainly" was so eye-catching.

She remembered when her mother was still there.

Anya is a freelancer, and her schedule is much more flexible than Lin Yun's, so she always attends parent-teacher conferences.

Compared with Lin Yun's rigorous style of time planning, Anya is much more casual, stepping on points and being late are common things, and she is fooled by her every time. If it really makes Lin Xiaolu angry, for example, once she completely misunderstands the time of the parent-teacher conference, she will buy a lot of snacks and toys, and then take Lin Xiaolu to the amusement park, and wait until her daughter completely dissolves her dissatisfaction under the sugar-coated cannonball, and then asks her pitifully: "Lulu is the most sensible, can you forgive your mother?" ”

"Don't leave the tacit understanding to this kind of thing."

Memories of the past flashed in front of her eyes, Lin Xiaolu looked at the surging rain curtain and muttered to herself.

She felt that she shouldn't care if Lin Yun fulfilled the agreement.

Hengzhu was just a parent-teacher conference, and no one had attended it for the past two years, and she didn't feel anything wrong.

It's better to say that if I hadn't told Lin Yun about the parent-teacher meeting today, I would have truthfully explained the situation at home to the head teacher as in previous years, and then I could completely ignore the parent-teacher meeting and go home from school early.

If you go home early now, maybe you can catch up with the afternoon anime show, and the new series of magical girl anime has already reached the tenth episode, right?

Speaking of which, since she really became a magical girl, she didn't have time to watch anime.

Is it really necessary for her to be so concerned about the parent-teacher conference now?

As for that man, she had already been disappointed in him, and she didn't have any trust in him at all, and it was impossible for her to have any emotional turmoil if she came or not.

I am standing here now, just because she took the initiative to raise the parent-teacher meeting, and it would be irresponsible not to come and take a look, and it was a manifestation of a sense of responsibility.

Whether he is late or no-show, it is all his business, and it will not affect him.

Wait for the parent-teacher conference to start, and if he hasn't arrived yet, turn around and leave. As for the class number, edit a text message to send in the past.

Lin Xiaolu thought expressionlessly.

It's just that no matter what she thinks, there is no such figure at the school gate.

Even if she keeps her attention on the screen of her phone and wants to pass the time by refreshing social media, Lin Xiaolu still feels restless, and her eyes will glance at the school gate from time to time.

The last student who stayed there waited for his mother, and the two umbrellas were touching, and the mother and son under the umbrellas laughed and laughed.

Lin Xiaolu paused, his heels kept hitting the ground, and he made a splash, making a "squeaky squeak" sound.

"Isn't it true that you're not coming?"

As soon as she said this, as if to confirm something, a piece of music suddenly sounded, its melody was beautiful, but under the sound quality of the campus radio, it seemed like a thunderous explosion, pulling Lin Xiaolu back to reality from her thoughts.

This melody is familiar to the students of Yuzhao Middle School, it is the class bell.

And today, when the schedule has changed, this is a sign of the beginning of the parent-teacher conference.

……

……

Lin Yun ran in the rain.

There is no suspense about the outcome of the battle, and it is not difficult for him to defeat the chrysalis by himself as he can kill the chrysalis.

It's just that because the location of the battle is a high-speed train, the continuous changes in space make it difficult for him to use the silk thread to fight quickly, and rashly using more powerful moves such as masterpieces may affect other passengers in the car, and finally have to pick up the basic magic skills that he has long been a little unfamiliar with.

In this case, even if he had already eliminated the beetle as fast as he could, it was still a few steps slower than usual.

After the light rail trom stopped, it was probably because it was the first time he was fighting outside the blockade of the Alien Bureau, so this time he defeated the remnant beast, and there were a lot of people around him, and it took him some time to drive these people away from the vicinity of the remnant beast.

In the end, he contacted Hongsi and explained the situation to the Alien Bureau, dodged the crowd around him who kept taking pictures, and flew directly to the vicinity of Xizhao Middle School by air route.

As always, he found a small alley, and walked out of it after recovering his body, Lin Yun ran towards his destination.

Because he was in a hurry, he also threw his umbrella on the train, so he could only squint in the pouring rain.

The wound on his face was still oozing blood, which had been scratched by shards of glass when he had broken out of the window of the car, and there was an indescribable sting pain when he was exposed to the spilling rain.

The pain was nothing more than for him, and what he really cared about was time: there was no doubt that he was late.

It has exceeded the time for the start of the parent-teacher conference since before it landed, and at this time it is just a matter of making amends, wishful thinking that it can be faster.

It's just that deep down in his heart, he also knows that Lin Xiaolu may not be waiting for him there.

Originally, he took the initiative to ask to come to the parent-teacher conference, but Lin Xiaolu may not be very active about it; Coupled with the terrible weather, even if you go to school, you may just be self-satisfied.

Think of it as self-satisfaction.

He explained himself in this way, looked at the gate of Sunset Middle School in the heavy rain, and then quickened his pace again, passing through the humanoid passage beside him.

Standing at the school gate, he gasped for breath and looked around at the flowerbed, looking in vain for his imaginary figure. It's just that he ended up getting nothing.

There is no one here, and Lin Xiaolu is naturally not here.

Looking at the empty flower bed, Lin Yun's heart gradually sank: even if he was ready, he would still feel sad when he really faced this scene.

Wheezing and drifting in the rain can't take away the low emotions in my heart. He didn't want to make excuses, and it was a fact that he didn't make it to the appointment in time.

Just thinking of his daughter's face, and thinking of what kind of expression she would show because of his broken appointment, he felt a pang of guilt.

Messed up again.

Thinking like this, he stood there in embarrassment, a little at a loss for a moment. He knew that he could still enter the school building to catch the parent-teacher conference, but the greatest significance of the trip was empty talk.

After a while, Lin Yun silently stretched out his hand, and his wet fingertips touched the mobile phone in his pocket: at least he had to ask where the class was.

- "Why did it look like this?" ”

Some familiar voices suddenly came from behind Lin Yun, and his hands paused in mid-air.

When I turned around, I saw Lin Xiaolu holding an umbrella, leaning against the pillar next to the gate, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Lulu ......" he began, but found his voice a little hoarse.

"It's too late, ten minutes late."

Lin Xiaolu drooped her eyelids and raised her hand to reveal the floodlit mobile phone screen, and the electronic clock in the center showed the time: "It's already four forty." ”

Lin Yun couldn't answer, he tried to pull a smile on his face to express his apology, but the unfamiliar expression management was not enough for him to make such a delicate expression, and in the end he could only raise the corners of his mouth strangely.

Regarding Lin Yun's series of strange actions, Lin Xiaolu didn't pay attention to him, but looked at his embarrassed appearance, pointed to the face that was still oozing blood, and repeated his question: "Why did you do this?" ”

"On the way, the light rail tram encountered a little problem, and it suddenly stopped running in the middle of the drive...... Lin Yun explained.

"Remnants?" Lin Xiaolu's words left him speechless.

"Ahem, it's not."

He didn't want Lin Xiaolu to realize that he and "Delphik" were in the same place at the time, so he coughed a little stiffly: "The remnant beast is such a dangerous existence, why do you want to think in this direction?" ”

"Because the Luoming line was attacked by the remnant beasts, is it ...... Said on the news. Lin Xiaolu paused between words, and then pointed to his mobile phone, "You came here by this light rail tram, right?" ”

"No, I fell on a bicycle on the road."

Lin Yun seemed as casual as possible: "The tram was out of service, so I could only sweep a bicycle from the side of the road." ”

"Crappy lies should be enough." Lin Xiaolu said in a muffled voice.

The stiff smile squeezed out by the man in front of her gradually coincided with the playful smile she remembered when her mother was occasionally late.

Once, when he ran away from home, he found his classmates, and the haggard and tired state was the most embarrassing appearance in her memory. And today he looked even more embarrassed: not only was his normally neat formal suit completely soaked, but his usually neatly combed hair was also attached to his head like a pot lid, and the small wounds on his face were quite unbearable.

Seeing a man who usually looks like an elite in the workplace become like this, Lin Xiaolu felt that she should want to laugh, but for some reason, she only felt a little sour now. Because she suddenly realized that adults are not as calm as they appear to be many times.

Looking at this man she knew so well and yet distant, for the first time, she felt a crack in his rigid and silent shell, and she got a glimpse of something more real.

It was what she longed for in the past, and it was something she didn't think about now. I seem to have really understood him a little bit because of this.

So her heart relaxed, stretched her frowning brows, and raised her arm:

"Catch it."

She handed the umbrella in her hand.

"Huh?"

Lin Yun was slightly stunned, looked at the umbrella handed out by Lin Xiaolu in a daze, and hesitantly took it: "This is ...... mean"

"I held it up and stood at the school gate for half an hour."

Lin Xiaolu turned her face away and avoided Lin Yun's gaze: "Help me fight, I'm tired." ”

She handed over the umbrella like this, stood beside Lin Yun naturally, and hid under the umbrella. Stretching his sore arms, he shook his rain-soaked cuffs.

After a while, seeing that Lin Yun still didn't act, she raised her head a little dissatisfied: "What are you still standing here?" Isn't there a parent-teacher conference? ”

"Parent-teacher conferences, yes, parent-teacher conferences."

At this moment, Lin Yun only felt as if a warm current had been washed into his heart, happy and a little relieved. He clutched his umbrella and followed Lin Xiaolu to the teaching building.

In this way, the father and daughter held an umbrella together and strolled towards the classroom in the rain.

The black umbrella swayed slightly in the downpour, maintaining the small space it had covered, and slowly disappeared into the rain.

Thunder sounded in the sky, and falling rain was in the wind

A snail was drowned in a puddle of water, and its slow speed made it impossible to break out of it, so it could only retract into its shell weakly, waiting for its death soon after.

At this moment, under the eaves of the house, a hand reached over and gently plucked the snail from the water and placed it on the ground beside it.

When the owner of the hand had done this, he took a few steps back and returned to a place where he would not be caught in the rain.

Xia Liang squatted there alone.

With a somewhat relieved smile on her face, she quietly watched Lin Xiaolu and Lin Yun disappear into the distance, but when the figure was gone, her face showed a little loneliness.

Dumbfounded as the snail regained its tentacles from its shell and crawled slowly. She remembered for no reason the night she pretended to run away from home and stayed at Lin Xiaolu's house.

Or that he picked his head to chat, but after listening to Lin Xiaolu's confession, he felt the sentence.

It was a sentence that was spoken, but he didn't dare to amplify his voice, for fear of revealing his true heart:

"Really...... I envy you. ”