Xiao Yichen's eyes stared at the ground without blinking, and even in the shadow of the clouds, he couldn't see anything clearly.

But this silence was Jin's default attitude that did not satisfy Sun Ming, he saw that Xiao Yichen was lifeless, and his body was almost about to merge with the current environment, and he felt a sense of anger in his heart.

The fierceness of this anger made Sun Ming tear through the cold disguise just now.

At the moment when Xiao Yichen pursed his face slightly, Sun Ming couldn't help but scold, gritting his teeth and reprimanding: "Xiao Yichen, are you regressing the more you live, and the more you live, the more you don't plant!" Hello to you! ”

Following this anger, the more Sun Ming scolded, the more angry he became, and the more he spoke, the more intense he became. The surging anger swept violently, enveloping almost Sun Ming's entire body.

The drizzling raindrops did not extinguish these angers, but in the rhythm of the rain hitting the leaves, all the accumulated resentment was vented.

The eyes that became brighter because of the burning anger were even more burning in the dark darkness, and on the other hand, Xiao Yichen, who was swept and wrapped in countless rebukes and anger, I don't know when it began, the rain had exceeded the boundary of the eaves to shield and protect, wetting half of Xiao Yichen's body.

Sun Ming was immersed in the angry scolding and reprimand, and Xiao Yichen, who didn't notice that he was disliked by him, silently raised his head. The dark eyes quietly stared at Sun Ming in front of him, and in that questioning, inch by inch was dark.

Colder than the rain, it was himself.

The sound of the rain hitting the ground is still showing its sense of existence, and everything that "crackles" and messes up is like the heart of someone in the rain.

Xiao Yichen held his breath and listened for a while, the wind whistled and carried the rain, and the raindrops fell to the ground and hit anything that could be touched.

Everything in nature can be done as it pleases, and human beings are forced to immerse themselves in such an environment.

"Xiao Yichen—"

"Xiao Yichen—"

"Xiao Yichen, are you only silent now, and you can't speak at all?!"

Sun Ming roared loudly almost in a broken voice, and the lightning flashed at first so that he could see Xiao Yichen's face clearly.

Those eyes were facing their direction at the moment, but they were obviously unfocused, and they didn't know where they were going.

Sun Ming's slightly rising chagrin suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by another, more intense emotion in a blink of an eye. He paid close attention to Xiao Yichen's every move, but no matter how he imagined it, Xiao Yichen was indeed motionless.

"Smack——! Sun Ming's raised arm grabbed the thing in Xiao Yichen's hand, pulled it over and threw it into the distance, the steel frame umbrella bone and the stagnant water made a clattering sound, and the splashed mud spots looked extremely abrupt on the white sneakers.

His hand was suddenly empty, and he wanted to open the umbrella in his hand and hit Sun Ming's head, but he thought that the umbrella was taken out of the trash can by himself, and with this hesitation, the only guy in his hand was seized by Sun Ming, and Sun Ming threw the black umbrella to the ground.

"Are you so silent forever? Say nothing, do nothing? Sun Ming looked at Xiao Yichen and finally had a reaction, and repeated viciously, "You just let it go? I don't believe it, you don't have your temper——! ”

The effect of the umbrella falling out was even better than he imagined. But even though Xiao Yichen looked at himself, the expression on his face was still not clear under the cover of the rainy night.

After he realized this, the fierce anger was like being poured with cold water, and he was suffocated back alive.

He said his, Xiao Yichen did Xiao Yichen's.

He was angry and irritated here, and it didn't seem to make the slightest sense.

Can't say what kind of emotions it is. Sun Ming silently retracted the steps he wanted to move forward and retreated backwards. Originally, he wanted to open his mouth and continue to say something, but just after he realized this situation, what he wanted to say was forgotten by himself.

He stepped back and turned away.

The wind and rain are whistling, and it is already dark in the distance, and it is impossible to clear all kinds of details.

Xiao Yichen watched Sun Ming vent his anger and resentment towards him, and then inexplicably lowered down, and quickly rushed away from the scene.

"Boom—"

Another muffled thunder rumbled, and the rain seemed to be falling heavier.

Even if you don't look up at the gloomy sky, you can see through the obscurity around you, and listen to the increasingly intense thunderstorm in her ears, Xiao Yichen silently gave up the umbrella that was lying somewhere, and moved his steps and groped forward against the rain that crashed overhead.

The familiar road is a little more difficult and dangerous under the blessing of rain, not to mention the splashing of "waves" from vehicles hurrying by on the road.

is not too far away, but for Xiao Yichen today, it seems to be extremely difficult.

The street lamp has long lost its original role, not to mention the environment here.

The road on the street is nothing to Xiao Yichen, but when he really turns into the alley, what awaits him is the real unknown.

Carrying a piece of plastic paper that had been "hit by the rain", Xiao Yichen ran quickly, and when he was about to take a shortcut and turn into the alley, a familiar figure blocked his way.

“…… Shopkeeper? ”

Hesitantly calling out the usual name, the pace of running slowed down imperceptibly, until it came to a complete stop.

The old shopkeeper held a dark blue umbrella, standing alone in this rainy night, seeing that Xiao Yichen was close, he took a step forward and put Xiao Yichen under the umbrella.

"Let's go." The old shopkeeper held an umbrella, glanced at the sky with rolling black clouds, and motioned to Xiao Yichen, "This rain will not stop for a while and a half." ”

"Boom—"

As if to confirm the old shopkeeper's words, the roar of thunder and the beating of rain resounded in his eardrums before he could finish speaking.

"Jingle ......"

The bell on the curtain rang softly with the movement of the door being pushed open, and all the noise outside seemed to be blocked by the door.

Since entering the door, the old shopkeeper has not stopped moving, looking busy in and out, Xiao Yichen is thinking about whether he has disturbed the other party, just thinking, the ground above his head suddenly heated, and the soft touch was close to his skin.

"When it's raining, quickly change out of wet clothes." The old shopkeeper said, and threw the change of clothes into Xiao Yichen's arms.

There was silence for a long time, and when the old shopkeeper had already cleaned up the front desk and was doing his own things, he heard Xiao Yichen say a sullen thanks.

"Thank you."

Regardless of whether the shopkeeper heard this thank you or not, Xiao Yichen breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed some task.