On the way back before, Qiao Xiduo passed by the direction of the bungalow, and swept to a small truck parked there, and he didn't care about checking it carefully, but now he came to pick up Li Siying, and found that the small truck was still there from a distance.

There is no one on the road to the school, she should hide from the rain, she remembers that Wang Xiuyan said that she would move things in the studio on the weekend, this rain came too suddenly, could it be that he is still there?

Thinking of this, Qiao Xiduo felt that out of humanitarianism and the relationship between friends, she decided to take a look, after all, she had received his help.

Holding an umbrella and stepping on the wet lawn, Qiao Xiduo was glad that he had changed into a pair of convenient cave shoes before going out, even if it was soaked, it didn't matter.

She walked to the small truck in front of the bungalow and looked inside, and sure enough, there were some paintings and tools inside, although the truck was less than ten steps away from the art classroom, but it was also blocked by heavy rain, and the rain was dripping.

A figure came out of the classroom with a few paintings in his hand covered with plastic sheets, and was stunned for a moment when he saw Qiao Xiduo holding an umbrella, "Why did you come to such a heavy rain." ”

Wang Xiuyan obviously didn't expect Qiao Xiduo to suddenly appear, and he was originally a little anxious because he miraculously calmed down after seeing her.

Qiao Xiduo stroked the messy hair that was blown by the wind and rain on the road and said: "You said before that you were going to come here to move things, and when you passed by, you saw a car here, I came to see if you were here, after all, you invited me to see the paintings, then I also have an obligation to protect these paintings." ”

Wang Xiuyan looked at the mud on her feet, and the whole person looked a little embarrassed, and smiled more gently than usual, "Thank you." ”

I don't know if it's because of the rain, Qiao Xiduo felt that Wang Xiuyan's originally gentle eyes were covered with a hazy mist, "What's the situation now." ”

"The house is starting to leak, so we have to move the paintings to the car."

"Then I'll help too."

"Okay."

Qiao Xiduo returned to the classroom with Wang Xiuyan, and heard the sound of water droplets hitting the floor, which appeared and disappeared in the sound of heavy rain outside the house.

Finally, after some hard work, the two of them worked together to carry the paintings into the car.

"It's going to be completely demolished soon, and this may be the last time we'll be standing in front of these classrooms."

Facing the painted walls and door numbers, Qiao Xiduo felt a sense of age, "I feel quite meaningful that I have witnessed the changes of the old and new schools. ”

"The rain has washed away, but fortunately, most of the paintings are intact." Looking at the items in the car, Wang Xiuyan said with relief.

Qiao Xiduo nodded, looked at the paintings, looked at them and felt like something was missing, and a light flashed in his mind, "Wait a minute!" ”

Before Wang Xiuyan could react, she rushed into the classroom again, swept around, and saw the easel that Wang Xiuyan used to paint that day, covered with a piece of cloth, they moved so many paintings, how could they forget the painting on the easel.

Qiao Xiduo walked straight over, wanting to take it away, but suddenly found that part of the cloth was wet by the rain, she was shocked, and took three steps and two steps.

Maybe it was because he was in a hurry, and there was a leak in the house, and he slipped and fell on the ground, and accidentally knocked over the paint tray that had dried up not far away.

"Ahh

Even so, Qiao Xiduo didn't forget to avoid the easel, she stood up with the pain, and hurriedly opened the painting to check.

Wang Xiuyan waited in the corridor outside for a while, and when he heard a cry of pain coming from the classroom, his heart tightened, and he hurried to check the situation.