The campus seemed particularly quiet in the rain. Apart from the sound of rain, it seemed like they were the only two people left in the school.
The rainwater on the school road gathered into a stream, and strings of crystal water drops fell from the edge of the tent.
Song Jiamu sat next to her holding an umbrella. Like her, he raised his feet and stepped on the bars of the chair. The two of them looked like two kittens in a cartoon holding a trash can lid to protect them from the rain.
"Come closer, the umbrella is so small."
He spoke naturally and matter-of-factly. Yun Shuqian was so excited that her heart beat faster but she remained silent. She whispered, moved her obedient body, and squeezed closer to him.
Then the arms between the two people touched each other.
Through her clothes, there was a soft and warm touch on her skin. Song Jiamu felt that she was so small, like a cloud.
Neither of them spoke, just watching the rain quietly.
Song Jiamu was peeking at her from the corner of his eye. In order to prevent the rain from splashing, she huddled up into a small ball. Only three fingers were exposed in her sleeves. Her hair on her temples trembled slightly in the breeze, and her fair skin seemed a little...
Feeling red, the turtleneck wrapped around her slender neck.
There was a certain milky scent from her in the air, just like smelling the scent of cake would automatically bring up a sweet feeling in her mind. Inexplicably, Song Jiamu felt that the smell on her body was also sweet.
The rain was actually nothing to look at. Yun Shuqian was also peeking at him with his peripheral vision. He tried his best to keep his body out of the wind, but he didn't wear much. He was indeed a guy who wanted style rather than warmth, but it was precisely because he didn't wear much.
So when she got close to him, Yun Shuqian felt particularly warm. Not only the arm that was in contact with him, but also the cheek that was close to him was also warm.
"Aren't you going to get cold if you wear so little? It's only ten degrees today and it's raining again."
"I didn't feel it when I was at home. When I came out, I realized it was a little cold. Why, you want to take off your clothes and let me wear them?"
"You think so, just take your time to get cold. You don't know how to put on more clothes when you're cold..."
There seemed to be a bit of blame in her tone, just like she usually complained about him drinking too much Coke, which reminded Song Jiamu of his mother's nagging.
"You're wearing so much, but I think you're quite cold, aren't you?"
"Girls are more afraid of the cold."
"No, I see other girls are bare-legged in the winter. How many things are you wearing?"
"four pairs."
Yun Shuqian's little hand holding her knees stretched out four tender fingers.
Then he pulled up his pants: "I also wore two pairs of long johns. If my legs are not cold, I won't feel so cold."
"I'm also wearing long johns." Song Jiamu said.
Then her little hand stretched out and pinched the top of his thigh with her thumb and index finger.
Song Jiamu subconsciously tightened his legs, thinking that she was going to pinch him again.
Yun Shuqian was not that bad, but seeing him so nervous, she felt proud. It seemed that he was quite afraid of her. She just pinched his pants and felt them, as if she had discovered a lie.
"Just lie to yourself, I can feel your flesh as soon as I touch it."
"Then I want to touch you too."
Song Jiamu said that he was about to reach out to touch her leg, but before his hand even touched her, there was a sharp pain in her thigh.
"ah!"
"Please save some face, classmate Song Jiamu."
Yun Shuqian rolled his eyes. He didn't know where this guy's so-called strong mentality went. Could it be that he used it all to take advantage of girls?
When the wind blew, Song Jiamu shivered and squeezed closer to Yun Shuqian.
"Let's squeeze together and get warm."
"Who wants to squeeze in with you..."
"Don't you feel guilty? What relationship do we have? You're worried that I won't be able to pursue you."
"I have to be blind to see you."
Yun Shuqian didn't move away, and quietly squeezed towards him, so the contact area between the two became larger. I don't know if it was for psychological reasons, but in short, I felt much warmer in an instant.
It was raining and no one else could be seen on the campus. It seemed like there was only this small tent left under the rain. However, this leaky tent was not very useful, and I had to hold up an umbrella.
As a result, the distance between the two people compressed from the same city, to the same campus, to the same tent, and then to the same umbrella.
From such a close distance, it seems that you can hear the other party's heartbeat and breathing. Even when you are bickering, you only need to use the minimum volume so that the other party can hear it.
"If you are crowded like this with other girls, I will definitely tell Auntie." Yun Shuqian whispered.
"No, if you still want to file a complaint at this time, why don't you squeeze in like this with me?" Song Jiamu was speechless.
"I'm different. Auntie knows our relationship, and she won't think blindly."
"What's the relationship between us?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.
"Anyway, I have never seen anyone as annoying as you. You are thick-skinned, childish, love to show off, and love to lie..."
Yun Shuqian was still counting the annoying things about him with his little finger, but Song Jiamu had already heard something in his left ear and right ear. He breathed a sigh of relief. In such weather, the breath he let out became a
Large clouds of white fog.
"Hey, look, I look like I'm smoking." He also gestured like he was holding a cigarette.
"...You still don't listen to what others say!"
"What?"
"..."
Yun Shuqian didn't want to talk to him anymore. She was huffing and puffing like a young bull, so clouds of white mist came out of her nostrils.
But he didn't expect that Song Jiamu thought she was playing with him, so he imitated her, widening his nostrils and blowing air like a bull demon, and even patted her to tell her to look quickly.
The girl looked at him blankly for a while, and was actually amused by him.
This is a smile that Song Jiamu hasn't seen for a long time. When she smiles, her eyes will squint, little by little, and her delicate eyebrows will also curve. She probably doesn't want to smile too obviously, while she is also smiling.
She tried hard to get angry, and her small nose wrinkled, but in the end she couldn't hold it in anymore, her skin loosened, and her small porcelain white teeth were exposed, along with her lips, which felt moist and moist on such a rainy day.
color.
"Hey, why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you for being stupid. You're like a stupid cow, and you're sneezing out of your nostrils...ah, what are you doing!"
Song Jiamu blew a cloud of white mist into her face, and Yun Shuqian was not to be outdone. She seemed to be pulled into his halo of wisdom, and returned to the childish playfulness of her childhood. She also came over, haha
A big puff of white air sprayed into his face.
The umbrella under the tent swayed, and water droplets fell on the paper, blooming small flowers.
Yun Shuqian, who was having fun, suddenly became serious. He sat upright and put away the smile on his face. Not far away, a passerby holding an umbrella broke into this world that belonged to them alone.
.
"Someone is coming, don't make trouble..."
"That can be used to test my determination!"
Song Jiamu said without explanation, then suddenly put his arms around her shoulders, hugged her and hid under the umbrella together.
"??"
The girl's eyes were wide open, and her mind had not yet turned around. It was as if she was watching penguins building snowmen in Antarctica, and in the blink of an eye she was thrown to the African savannah to watch lions chasing wildebeests.