The bus staggered to the station, the crowd dispersed, and the chaotic and noisy station suddenly fell silent.

Yin Haochen didn't like to crowd with people by birth, so he stood there coldly, patiently waiting for the next bus.

Taking out his mobile phone, he looked at the time, and his indifferent eyes instantly tightened.

On the screen of the mobile phone, there are several unread messages and missed calls, all of which are sent by Lin Xiyue.

[Yin Haochen, it's raining, I'll give you a ride and wait for you in the studio. 】

[Have you already gone home?] 】

[But your backpack and painting kit case are still ...... in the studio]

Yin Haochen held the fingertips of the mobile phone unconsciously, and his eyes became complex and deep a little bit.

Soon, the next train stopped at the station, and passengers waiting on the platform scrambled to get on the train.

Only Yin Haochen was still standing motionless in place, which was in stark contrast to them.

The crowd was noisy and crowded, making his tangled mood even more chaotic at the moment.

Reason was telling him not to go back, not to come near her again.

But......

The moment he put away his phone, his gaze inadvertently swept over the pale pink scar on his fingertips.

That wound was accidentally cut on his finger when he was making a birthday cake for Guo Meiling not long ago.

Then...... The picture of Lin Xiyue hurriedly buying a band-aid and running in suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He could still recall her sweaty forehead and her eyes shining.

The next second, he turned uncontrollably and rushed out of the bus stop, running quickly in the rain, his white sneakers stepping on the stagnant water, splashing in bursts of water.

In the rain, the art building of the Overseas Chinese Art High School was a little hazy, and the lights in the studio could be seen from afar.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the building, he imagined that Lin Xiyue was still sitting in the huge studio waiting for him, and unconsciously quickened his pace, and his heart followed suit.

Many years later, he learned that some things were really predestined. He hesitated for a moment, but what he missed was a lifetime.

On another path ahead, Su Yifeng's long and tall figure shuttled through the rain like a bolt of lightning......

The rain ran down his wet black hair and washed over his skeletal face, and even the long eyelashes were condensed with droplets.

But as if he didn't feel it, his determined gaze always fell on the lamp that was still on in the art building not far away.

He could imagine that idiot, who must be waiting there stupidly again.

He knew what it was like to hold a glimmer of hope in the midst of nothingness, and he didn't want her to wait aimlessly like himself.

……

Lin Xiyue watched the rain outside the window getting heavier and heavier, the sky getting darker and darker, and her heart gradually dimmed as if it was wet by the rain.

She didn't know how many times she had pulled out her phone to check the time......

Suddenly, the back door of the studio slammed into the wall, and a black figure appeared in front of her.

Su Yifeng's body was still dripping with water, and the red jersey was attached to his chest, rising and falling violently with his breathing: "Don't wait, he ...... It's not coming. ”

Lin Xiyue's beautiful apricot eyes were round at first, and then she slowly lowered her eyes, clenched the umbrella in her hand, and moved her pink lips slightly and whispered, "How do you know that he won't come." ”

At this moment, the rain outside suddenly became heavier, and the sound of the rain covered the whole world, and even the air in the studio carried a trace of sad mist.

And Lin Xiyue's eyes also floated a layer of mist, shining with crystal light between the gaps in the long eyelashes.

Su Yifeng's Adam's apple rolled lightly a few times, and he spit out a few words with difficulty: "I saw it with my own eyes...... He was waiting for the bus. ”

He knew that this sentence was a bit cruel to her.

But it was a fact, and he had to tell her about it and force her to face it.

(12:40 noon on the next shift, ask for votes~~)