The rainstorm is getting heavier and heavier, and the rainwater is rushing to crush each other in the sky. When it falls to the ground, only white water foam is left. It feels like the pouring rain is not falling, but is being smashed down, constantly hitting the ground.
The thundering gongs and drums were played without stopping.
In the violent rainstorm, the door of the Maybach 62 parked at the edge of the sports track opened from the inside. The huge black umbrella was opened in the rainy night. The man holding the umbrella jumped out like a raging fire. The starting speed was probably as fast as fire.
Even the coach of the Shilan track and field team had to study it alone for several months.
The man was like a mushroom rising from the ground. He stared at the umbrella and rushed towards the figure coming to greet him. When he left the eaves of the teaching building, the figure was originally running, but suddenly it was less than fifty meters away.
I ran slower and slower, until finally I was walking slowly in the heavy rain.
He was less than ten meters away from the Maybach, and he watched helplessly as the man jumped up to him like a hungry tiger. The big black umbrella blocked the raindrops above his head, and when it hit the tip of the umbrella, it was diverted into pieces and fell to the ground.
The residual heat from the Maybach air conditioner also enveloped him, along with the smell of braised intestines.
"Don't worry, don't worry, even my car can't be blown away by the wind. A nine-million-ton car weighs 2.7 tons, and even a level 12 wind on land can't blow him away," the man said.
The familiar, long-awaited voice jumped out again from countless memories, and the vinyl record, which had been worn out by time, was once again struck with regular vibrations by the firing pin.
People say that memory is like a photo. If you keep it in a drawer for a long time, it will become yellowed and distorted when you take it out to read. Chu Zihang looked up and looked at the face of the man next to him. It was like seeing him again after a long absence, and it was as if he was seeing someone again.
newborn.
"Damn, you're soaked all over. Don't stand there stupidly. The rain is really heavy today. When you get in the car, there are heated seats. Be careful not to catch a cold." The man pushed Chu Zihang's back diligently.
Just like the driver of Liu Miaomiao's family, does he usually have the same attitude towards his boss? It feels like if Chu Zihang wants to change his rain boots, the man will have to kneel down to untie his shoes in the heavy rain, with a look on his face from beginning to end
All with that blooming smile.
"Yeah." Chu Zihang replied softly.
"Why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with my face?" The man looked at Chu Zihang and found that the other person was looking straight at him. He felt awe in his heart that it was not the last time the Maybach stopped at a nightclub and was caught by his son's student.
?This time we are going to call for punishment.
"Let's go." Chu Zihang looked at the Maybach in the distance and said softly.
That steel monster stands tall in the rain with its headlights on. People in the car industry say that Audi is a lighthouse. The direct light from the xenon headlights on this Maybach is enough to illuminate half of the playground, and the rainwater falls on the light wall and swirls around it.
The hookah was immediately destroyed by the heavy rain, and a brand new Maybach was destroyed. At least in Chu Zihang's memory, he had never looked so complete.
"Oh." The man glanced at Chu Zihang one more time, followed behind with an umbrella, and pursed his lips while staring at the slightly thin back, but still didn't say much. He lowered his head like the eunuch holding an umbrella next to Cixi.
Follow diligently behind.
The back seat of the Maybach was opened. Chu Zihang stood in front of the car door without getting in. Instead, he looked back at the figure standing alone under the eaves of the teaching building. The man also followed his gaze and looked back, "Your classmate
?Do you need to give him a ride on the way? Doesn’t his family drive to pick him up in this weather?”
"He doesn't have a car at home."
"Is it so miserable if your family doesn't have a car?" The man muttered softly. Those who can go to private high schools these days, especially Shilan, are either rich or expensive. Not to mention Maybach, they must have at least a Mercedes-Benz and BMW, and even if they are not good, they must have a Santana.
"Then you really don't care about him? Even if you take a detour, it won't be a problem. The fuel tank is full. I chose an extra-large fuel tank when assembling it. I can run around the city three times without any problem!" The man asked thoughtfully again.
once.
Chu Zihang did not answer this time, but suddenly turned his head and looked into the depths of the playground. The man also looked around, only to see a figure in a black raincoat running quickly towards them in the heavy rain.
When I came over, my flat-soled women's shoes stepped in the puddles several times and accidentally broke my feet. Fortunately, her owner's balance was very good and she didn't fall into the puddles.
Chu Zihang watched her running towards her. The beautiful cheeks under the light makeup that had been melted by the rain were almost the same as they were seven years later. It seemed that time could not leave any traces on that frozen age. When they passed each other,
, the girl suddenly looked back at Chu Zihang, and it was precisely because of this glance that she stepped into a puddle and almost fell down.
Chu Zihang suddenly stretched out his hand to catch him. The man beside him only reached out half of his hand. He was startled for a moment when he looked at his son who was already a 'hero saving the beauty'. Then he turned his head and blew a whistle and retracted his four-legged son.
The inappropriate hands of a ten year old man.
"Thank you." The girl was lifted up and turned to look at Chu Zihang and said.
"Are you Lin Nian's sister?"
"Yes, are you Lin Nian's classmate?" the girl asked.
"No, we are in different grades. He is over there in the teaching building." Chu Zihang pointed far away under the eaves of the teaching building.
"Thank you." She thanked her again, glanced at Chu Zihang and the man beside him, and finally stopped at the Maybach and said, "It's raining heavily. I heard that the elevated road is very congested. Try not to take shortcuts. Be careful on the road.
"
"It's okay. My driving skills and my son are very clear. I've been driving for so long without an accident. I only overtake other people's cars and no one overtakes me." The man gave a thumbs up, "Do I need to give you a ride? I heard my son say
You don’t have a car at home”
Before he finished speaking, he received a cold and sharp elbow from Chu Zihang in the abdomen. He took a sharp breath and coughed loudly. His face was full of pain but he couldn't say anything. Usually, his son treated him
The violence in the world is all carried out in the form of cold violence. The most common word is to shut up. How can we be so cruel and ruthless today?
"No, we can take the subway back, so I won't bother you." The girl nodded slightly to the man to thank her, then looked at Chu Zihang and nodded, and finally turned around and ran towards the eaves of the teaching building.
"I'm stupid." The man glanced at the girl's back and thought that he had made people unhappy by talking nonsense. He was a little annoyed that he seemed to have ruined his son's "dew" marriage. Even if the girl's makeup was washed away by the rain, first
Yan Zhenzhen also allowed him to see the shadow of his ex-wife back then. Unfortunately, it seems that he and Chu Zihang have fallen out before they even started.
Chu Zihang, who was standing by the car door, took one last look at the girl from seven years ago. At the man's urging, he opened the back seat door and got in. The man finally crawled into the cab as if he was relieved.
The V12 engine roared not long after the door was closed. The Maybach swung through a beautiful arc on the playground, cutting through the rain curtain like a knife and going deep into the heavy rain, leaving a trail of taillights.
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"Sister? Why are you here in such heavy rain?"
Under the eaves, Lin Nian spotted his sister running over and immediately ran over, and was immediately covered by a raincoat.
"Don't mention that I have to come here even if it's raining. You didn't bring an umbrella or a raincoat today, did you? I'll take the bus here as soon as I get off work. Let's hurry up before the bus stops running." The girl helped to tidy up Lin Nian's body.
The raincoat muttered.
"I thought I saw you stop by that car just now. What did you just say?" Lin Nian, who was covered in a raincoat, asked angrily.
"I didn't say anything. I met your senior. I stepped in a puddle and almost fell. Fortunately, he helped me."
"Then I'll thank him in person next time." Lin Nian's head finally got out of the raincoat.
"No need." The girl covered Lin Nian's raincoat in front of her, looked back at the school gate where Maybach left and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to see him in the future."
"You sounded like you were cursing them to get into a car accident." Lin Nian was stunned for a moment.
"You don't understand what I mean now, but you will understand later." The girl smiled, "Sometimes coming too early is not a good thing."
"Isn't it still early?" Lin Nian raised his head and glanced at the already dark sky and the branch-shaped white marks in the distance, "I feel like it's too late to have dinner."
"It's early when I say it's early." The girl helped Lin Nian put on the hood of his raincoat, held his head and pushed him forward gently before jumping into the heavy rain. After that, her voice slowed down amid the thunder.
Drifting into the rainy night, "If I look at it, he's at least seven years too early."