In the blink of an eye, it was already the last evening self-study, and Cheng Peng did not come to the classroom during this period. And after Yang Qing and Li Xiaoyu studied for a while, they couldn't help but chat. After all, it's time to get out of school, and it's a bit of a bit of a can't learn.

"By the way, Brother Yu, have you read the lily novel I pushed you last time?" asked Yang Qing.

"Well, that, actually, I like the protagonist to be a little more feminine.,I don't like this kind of silly type very much.。 Li Xiaoyu said euphemistically.

"......" Yang Qing.

Li Xiaoyu, I can only say that you don't understand lily novels at all!

Just as the two were chatting, a sudden gust of wind blew outside the classroom, pushing open the door of the classroom very violently, slamming it against the wall, making a loud "bang".

Immediately after, a purple lightning bolt pierced the dark night sky like a long sword, and the shining light illuminated the trees outside the classroom that were blown from side to side by the wind. Afterwards, there was a loud thunder, "boom", like a sword strike, like a landslide and a crack, deafening!

The students sitting in the classroom were startled by the thunder and stopped speaking for a while. The classroom, which had been a bit noisy, was quiet for a while, but it soon became lively again.

"Damn, isn't it raining?"

"It's over, what if I don't have an umbrella with me. If it rains, I'll have to call my parents to pick me up. ”

"It won't necessarily rain, I don't know if there is a saying that thunder is loud and rain is small."

"Fortunately, I have an umbrella for the weather forecast in the morning, hehe."

The so-called mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and before it starts to rain, the wind is constantly whistling, blowing the things in the world involuntarily. Yang Qing's classroom was on the third floor, but he could still see plastic bags being blown through the window of their classroom.

The wind and clouds change, lightning and thunder!

Lightning pierced the sky, as if the heavens were dancing with swords! A thunderclap pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, as if the heavens were roaring!

The outside of the classroom became a mess, and the atmosphere in the classroom became very depressing, and every student's face was more or less uneasy. In particular, those day students who live in a slightly more remote home are even more sad, and can only secretly pray that it will not rain, not rain.

......

"Bang

But the torrential rain finally fell, and it rained very heavily and rapidly. The raindrops hit the leaves, the glass, and the ground, making a noisy noise. The glass windows of the classroom were flowing like a waterfall.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the thunder, the sound is terrifying!

Yang Qing saw that Li Xiaoyu next to him was trembling a little, thinking that he was afraid of thunder, so he made a joke to adjust the atmosphere.

"I don't know who the Taoist friends are here."

Li Xiaoyu smiled and did not answer Yang Qing's words, but asked:

"Yang Qing, did you bring an umbrella?"

"Nope."

"Huh? So how do you go home, will your parents come to pick you up?"

Yang Qing shook his head and said:

"It's okay, my house is not far from the school, just rush back when the time comes."

"How can it be done, such a heavy rain will catch a cold. I happened to bring an umbrella, where is your home, I'll send you home first. As soon as he heard that Yang Qing planned to go home in the rain, Li Xiaoyu said solemnly.

He pulled out a small deftly folding umbrella from the drawer and shook it.

Hearing Li Xiaoyu say this, Yang Qing's heart warmed, but he couldn't really ask him to send him home.

Although his home is very close to the school, there is a small road in the middle that is very remote, and Yang Qing is not worried that when Li Xiaoyu comes back, he will walk that road alone on the night of a rainy day.

And he went home with Lou Xiao, just with Li Xiaoyu's small umbrella, he couldn't cover three people.

So he lied knowingly: "Thank you, Brother Yu." But Lou Xiao must have brought an umbrella, I'll just rub her. Don't forget, we both lived very close. ”

In fact, Yang Qing also knew that Lou Xiao didn't bring an umbrella when he went out, and they should have rushed home in the rain.

"Okay, be careful, then." Li Xiaoyu heard Yang Qing say that he was accompanied by Lou Xiao, and he was a lot more relieved.

"Well, Brother Yu, be careful when you go back." Yang Qing also admonished.

"Don't worry, I'll take the subway back, and it's my house when I get out of the station, and nothing will happen." Li Xiaoyu smiled and said.

......

On the other side of the classroom, Zhang Caixing, Lou Xiao's tablemate, patted her shoulder and said, "Lou Xiao, do you bring an umbrella?"

"I didn't bring it, what's wrong?" Lou Xiao said.

"Hey, look, what is this?" Zhang Caixing took out a long umbrella from the side hook of the table, picked it up and danced, and said. This umbrella is completely black, like a long sword.

Zhang Caixing held an umbrella and boasted of himself: "I can't see it, this is called prescient." I got up in the morning to look at the heavens today, and when I counted them, I knew that it was going to rain in the evening. So I specially prepared an umbrella, how about it, isn't it awesome?"

"Awesome." Lou Xiao was too lazy to listen to his mother-in-law selling melons and boasting about herself, so she gave a perfunctory thumbs up and said.

Zhang Caixing smiled, put the umbrella on Lou Xiao's thigh, patted it, and said, "If you call me Mom, this umbrella will be lent to you." How's it going, I'm okay with you?"

Lou Xiao really didn't expect Zhang Caixing to take out the umbrella to show that he actually wanted to lend it to himself, so he asked curiously: "You lent me the umbrella, what should you do yourself?"

Zhang Caixing straightened his chest and said, "What am I afraid of when I live and study?" Wouldn't it be okay to rush back to the dormitory, you can go back without an umbrella as a day student?"

"Why can't you go back? It's not much from the classroom to my house than from the classroom to your dorm. Lou Xiao said.

Their school is quite large in a middle school, and the classrooms and dormitories are separated from each other on both sides of the school. Therefore, the distance from Lou Xiao's house to the classroom is really not much farther than the distance from the dormitory to the classroom.

However, although Lou Xiao was telling the truth, Zhang Caixing didn't believe it, she thought Lou Xiao was slapping her swollen face and becoming fat. So he said: "Forget it, you don't need to call your mother, call me a good sister, how about borrowing this umbrella from you."

Lou Xiao was a little moved in her heart, but she couldn't show it in front of her sisters. She pretended to say, "Oh, I don't really need to. I'll just tell you this, I went home with Yang Qing, he brought an umbrella by himself, and you give me another umbrella, so how can we get an umbrella, ah?"

Lou Xiao wouldn't ask for this umbrella, she could take a hot shower immediately in the rain, but Zhang Caixing was not so convenient in the dormitory.

"......" Zhang Caixing was silent.

She remembered that on the day Yang Qing first came, she identified Yang Qing as her male god, but she hadn't really been emotional, Lou Xiao hooked up with others with this thing, and her crush on others was broken.

Sometimes silence is not about swallowing your anger, but about accumulating strength. After a while, Zhang Caixing output to the extreme.

"Spicy Lou Xiao next door, you are really a rising Dongxi..... Not being a woman, not being a person, not being a person, is simply Biyang's late intention..... The old lady has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and she has encountered something like you....... Isn't it just going home with the same umbrella as a handsome little boy? Do you think I'm going to be sour? I can only say that you are small, and the pattern is small....."

Lou Xiao smiled, thinking that she was praising herself. In this atmosphere, even she couldn't learn, she turned the pen while listening to Zhang Caixing chanting in her ear, waiting for the moment when the bell rang after class.