The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Another extremely busy and fulfilling day of study and experimentation.

The weather suddenly changed in the afternoon, with clear skies suddenly covered by dark clouds.

Tang Jiao typed a few lines in the experimental report, then turned to look at the sky outside, frowning and feeling a little worried.

"Oh, what is the little beauty worried about? This little face is wrinkled."

Wan Meimei came over with a box of grapes and put it on her table.

Tang Jiao glared at her and said helplessly: "Where did you learn these messy names from?"

Wan Meimei was amused: "Do you remember that prodigal son from the political and legal department? He used to wait for you downstairs in the laboratory, and he would always call you the little beauty. I happened to see him when I was just washing grapes, and I remembered him."

Tang Jiao frowned slightly, as if there was such a person.

As soon as Wan Meimei saw Tang Jiao's expression, she knew that she must not have remembered it again.

She picked up a small bunch of grapes, stuffed them into her mouth, and said with a smile:

"Is he not giving up yet? I heard that he is quite popular in their department. He can change his girlfriend faster than his clothes."

"However, our doctor, Xiao Tang, is destined to be in trouble. Hey, what are you looking at? Keep looking outside."

She saw Tang Jiao frowning and looking outside, and then turned to look.

There was no one there, just blackness in the sky.

Tang Jiao pinched his eyebrows and said, "I'm wondering if the balcony door at home is closed."

"I went back last night and slept for a while, then I was so dazed that I forgot to close the door after putting away my clothes."

Wan Meimei said: "Then it will be fine if we go back tonight and close it again."

Tang Jiao held up his face, pinched a grape and stuffed it into his mouth, looked out the window and said sadly:

"It's going to rain heavily today. I just checked the weather forecast. There's still strong wind. The house will get wet."

"Ah, that's right, the wind was very strong in the corridor just now, and someone's textbook flew down, hahahahaha."

Wan Meimei: "Why don't you go home early today before it rains? The experiment will continue tomorrow. Anyway, your progress is the fastest among our group."

She stretched her waist and continued: "I am also very tired today. I don't want to stay up at night. My recent efforts have exceeded the standard. When you go home, I will go back to the dormitory and lie down."

As a result, at only four o'clock in the afternoon, strong winds started blowing, causing the windows to rattle. People in the laboratory hurriedly ran to close the windows.

Wan Meimei quickly packed her things and urged Tang Jiao: "Doctor Xiao Tang, evacuate quickly. The heavy rain will come soon and we won't be able to leave."

Here, Tang Jiao had already packed her bag. She looked for her phone for a while, only to find that it was buried under a large book.

He stretched out his hand and pulled, and suddenly there was a breaking feeling.

With a sudden thought, she saw that there was only a dark brown rope left in the lower right corner of the phone, and the pendant on it was gone.

There was a sour feeling in Tang Jiao's nose. She reached out and moved the two large medical books away. The three-petal crystal daisy flower lay quietly on the corner of the table.

The petals have a lot of wear and scratches from time to time, and are actually a bit old.

but……

Tang Jiao carefully rubbed the marks on it with his fingertips trembling slightly, and his eyes couldn't stop feeling sore and swollen.

"What's wrong, stand still."

Wan Meimei packed her bag and walked over. When she saw what was in Tang Jiao's hand, she quickly realized that it was her mobile phone pendant.

"Is it broken? Throw it away and replace it with another one. It looks pretty good on you. I think you have been using it since I met you. It has been used for so long, so it is worth it."

She nodded her chin towards Tang Jiao's cell phone on the table, "And your cell phone, the screen is almost shattered into a spider web."

Tang Jiao clenched his hand, put the pendant in his palm and put it into his bag. He lowered his eyes and said, "Let's go. I have to go back first. It will rain soon and it will be difficult to walk."

Wan Meimei didn't notice that Tang Jiao's mood was wrong, so she muttered "I'm so nostalgic" and followed her downstairs.

I originally thought that by leaving early, I could avoid the heavy rain, but as soon as they arrived downstairs, it started raining heavily, and many people were trapped in the corridor.

Tang Jiao and Wan Meimei looked at each other, both of them had helplessness in their eyes, and neither of them brought an umbrella.

The rain came hard and fast, and the sound was deafening.

The entire campus looked particularly hazy in the rain.

The artistic conception is quite beautiful from a distance. Even if you are standing in this corridor, strong wind and heavy rain blowing in, it is really chilling and uplifting.

The people who were standing here to take shelter from the rain immediately took a few steps back. Some people gave up temporarily and turned back to the classroom.

The air was full of humid water vapor. Tang Jiao felt chilled by the blow, and there was a fine mist of water on her hair.

She was hesitating whether to jog a short distance to the convenience store in front to buy an umbrella, or to go back and continue doing experiments and wait for the rain to stop.

She really couldn't remember whether the glass door of the balcony at home was closed, but it seemed like it was open.

The strong wind and rain poured in, and everything in the living room suffered.

Tang Jiao couldn't bear it.

Moreover, I wonder if Pudding will run out and play in the water.

Unlike other cats, Pudding loves water and loves to take baths.

Every rainy day, I would lie on the glass door and watch the rain, clawing at the rain, wanting to rush out to have fun, completely losing my usual cold and arrogant look.

Tang Jiao turned to Wan Meimei and said, "Meizi, you go back to the laboratory. When the rain stops, go back to the dormitory. I'll go to the convenience store to buy an umbrella and go home."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the large waterproof satchel and put it on her head to start running, but Wan Meimei grabbed her arm.

"Tang Jiao, you're stupid, it's raining so heavily! You'll get wet in no time."

Tang Jiao waved his hand: "It's okay, just 20 meters. If you get wet, I'll just go back and take a hot shower."

Wan Meimei knew that she couldn't persuade Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao looked like a cold and beautiful ice beauty, gentle and soft to touch, but in fact he was a very stubborn person with clear goals.

For her usual desperate attitude towards "study medicine", she deserves to win a grand slam of national, provincial, municipal and school scholarships.

Thinking of this, Wan Meimei let go and warned: "Then run faster, you short legs."

Tang Jiao smiled and said, "Okay."

The satchel was placed on my head again, and I was about to rush into the rain curtain as soon as I raised my feet.

"Wait a minute!!!"

An extremely exaggerated male voice suddenly broke in, and then an umbrella was blocked in front of Tang Jiao.

Wan Meimei became happy when she saw the person.

The prodigal son of the political and legal department.

Ma Tianxi shook his head and lifted his bangs that were blown by the wind, looked down at Tang Jiao, and said in a deliberately low bubble voice:

"Little beauty, where do you want to go? It's windy and rainy, so I'll take you there."

The corner of Wan Meimei's mouth twitched, she was like a human being, but she still wanted to chase Tang Jiao? ?

Tang Jiao couldn't control the expression on his face for a moment.

Whether it was the cold or the greasiness, goosebumps appeared on her arms.

"no need."

She declined quietly, turned around and ran away.

"please wait a while!"

Ma Tianxi held the coquettish red umbrella in front of Tang Jiao again, then pressed his thumb, and a black umbrella with red roses printed on it opened in front of Tang Jiao with a "swish".

Wan Meimei pulled Tang Jiao and took a step back in time.

Otherwise, this slut’s umbrella will hit them in the face! ! !

This handsome guy from the political and legal department only memorizes legal regulations and has no brains, right? !

Tang Jiao raised his hand to push away the dazzling red and black umbrella in front of him, and said impatiently: "This classmate, let me know you."

There was a bit of coldness on her pretty face, and her eyes were as clear as a delicate flower in the glacier, which made Ma Tianxi even more excited.

He held up the rose umbrella, raised his hand to brush his bangs, and said in a humorous yet domineering tone:

"Little beauty, you still don't recognize me, Ma Tianxi. Remember, my name is Ma Tianxi."

As he said that, he smiled evilly, bent down and took another step closer to Tang Jiao with his handsome face.

"Also, your future boyfriend."

Wan Meimei next to her was so angry that she took a big step back and almost wanted to push him into the water.

People taking shelter from the rain all around looked over, looking like they were gossiping.

Tang Jiao, who faced the impact directly, was speechless and his eyes were dull.

The inexplicable peacock face in front of me is not bad looking, but it is really very tempting.

Tang Jiao held the bag containing several heavy books tightly with both hands. He raised his arms and was about to hit the oily man in the face.

Suddenly, there were bursts of hissing sounds all around.

"Hiss!!! Am I dazzled? Is there a handsome guy in the water?"

"Holy crap!!! Is there a star in our school? Why haven't I heard about it?"

"Look at the back! The back! He must have gotten off the luxury car at the back! Look what brand it is!"

Wan Meimei also stared straight ahead, shaking Tang Jiao's shoulders with excitement.

"Frog Fun! Tang Jiao, look, look, look!"

Tang Jiao turned his head in confusion and was suddenly stunned.

The bag in his hand fell to the ground.

In the misty rain curtain, a tall and slender figure holding a black umbrella was walking slowly this way...