"Oh." Lin Xiyue bit her lower lip, her eyelashes drooped lower, and the mist under her eyes became thicker and thicker, almost overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

But she took a deep breath and held back, mechanically packed her things, and then picked up her bag and walked out.

She walked slowly, with a glimmer of hope.

Maybe at the moment she left, Yin Haochen would suddenly run back to find her.

Su Yifeng also slowed down and followed her quietly, feeling the loneliness emanating from her body painfully.

Several times he wanted to say something to make her feel better, but his mouth opened and he didn't say anything.

He carefully watched every change in her expression, for fear that if he said the wrong word, the tears that were swirling in her eyes would fall.

Lin Xiyue walked out of the art building, obviously holding an umbrella in her hand, but she didn't hold an umbrella, and walked in the rain in despair.

Cool raindrops slipped into the neckline of her school uniform, fell on her hair, swaying in the wind, and condensed on her long eyelashes like tears.

Behind him, there was a rush of footsteps, and a splash of water was heard.

Immediately after, a big hand reached over, snatched the umbrella in her hand, and opened it in an instant.

Lin Xiyue soon felt a wave of warmth enveloping her body, and even her cold fingertips warmed up.

Her blank eyes slowly gained focus, and she raised her eyes to look at Su Yifeng, who was holding an umbrella beside her.

The raindrops smashed on the transparent pink umbrella with a crackling sound. The always sharp lines on his face suddenly softened at this moment, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be smeared with a watery tenderness.

"Are you an idiot? Don't know how to hold an umbrella when it rains? He grabbed her slender arm in one hand and pulled her over and brought her close to his body.

The tone was disgusted as always, but she heard a hint of concern in it.

Looking up along the slanted handle of the umbrella, Lin Xiyue clearly noticed that he had blocked the umbrella on her side.

"I ...... I forgot. She muttered, tilting the umbrella a few more in his direction, "You cover a little too." ”

Su Yifeng's gaze fell on the tips of her rain-stained hair, reached out to hold the handle of the umbrella, and tilted it in her direction until the umbrella covered her whole person.

casually shook the slightly wet broken hair on his forehead, and he let the rain wash his handsome face: "I'm soaked anyway, just don't get drenched on you." ”

No matter how much I'm bruised, I don't want to see you hurt in the slightest.

……

The moment Yin Haochen rushed into the studio, he found that the studio that was still lit didn't know when it had darkened.

It's empty inside.

He saw that the backpack and painting kit he had forgotten to take were still lying quietly on the ground, as if waiting for him to take them home.

However, the man who said he would wait for him in the studio had already left.

People and things are still different after all.

The things were still waiting for him, but she wasn't going to keep them waiting.

Walking out of the studio, Yin Haochen's body kept dripping water, leaving a long water mark on the ground with his footsteps.

The concrete floor of the corridor had been seeped into a dark gray by the water mark, just as his mood was dark at the moment.

Inadvertently, his gaze fell on another water mark on the ground......

The water mark was shallower than the mark he had just left, and the shoe print was clearly a boy's.

In my mind, a picture of Su Yifeng and Lin Xiyue leaving side by side unconsciously appeared.

Was he a step too late......

After a pause, he suddenly ran quickly along the trail of water, and rushed into the rain.

(Asking for votes~~ What kind of scene will the second male lead see?) Next shift 17:10)