The yandere boy is so scheming

Rongcheng always likes to rain. The sky that was still clear at noon was now covered with a layer of light gray. Smoke-like clouds moved slowly in the gray sky like slowly rising mist.

The raindrops were coming in and out, and a faint rustling sound could be heard on the broad, dark green banana leaves in front of the window. The bluestone slabs in front of the unit buildings in the community were wet and wet.

Shen Sichun kicked the pebbles that had fallen from the flower bed surrounded by stones, looked away from the shiny leaves, opened the lock screen of his phone and checked the time, and continued to hide from the rain under the eaves of the building.

When I came back in the afternoon, my parents were not at home, and the door was locked. Shen Sichun couldn't enter the house at all.

When she came back in the past, her parents were basically at home, so they didn't give her a key.

She had already called her parents several times just now, and all the cold notifications coming from her phone were 'the number you dialed has been turned off'.

Shen Sichun couldn't help but feel a little anxious and worried, but there was nothing he could do. All he could do was wait.

About half an hour later, his feet were numb from standing. Shen Sichun decided to wait in the security room first. Standing here and blowing in the cold wind was not an option.

Just as he was about to lift his legs, Zhou Ran's call suddenly came in. Shen Sichun's fingertips gently slid down, and Zhou Ran's clear voice came from the other end of the phone, with some noise from the traffic.

"Xiao Chun, your dad and I are on a business trip. If you can't get in, go to your godmother's house first."

Shen Sichun frowned and said with some suspicion: "Does your shoe factory still need workers to travel?"

There was silence on the other side for a few seconds, and the phone seemed to be picked up by her father.

"Xiao Chun, your mother and I don't want to either. Who knows what the boss is doing. Xiao Chun, please forgive me."

"Tsk, wait a minute, let me have a few words with my daughter. What can you explain clearly?"

The phone was snatched away by Zhou Ran again, "Xiao Chun, your godmother is my best friend. I met you when you were very young. You may not remember it now, but your godmother is very gentle. You will definitely treat her in the past." You take good care of me."

"The most important thing is that she has a handsome son. Mom has seen it and she is definitely the one for you. If you go over and get along well with him, I believe that with my daughter's beauty, you can definitely win him over."

Shen Sichun was speechless, why did she feel like she was selling her daughter.

"Mom, you..." Shen Sichun wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Zhou Ran.

"Hey, Xiaochun, mom didn't tell you anymore, the client is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up in a hurry and the screen gradually went black.

Shen Sichun kicked the pebbles away. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The front foot was still on the road just now, and the back foot customers came. Why did she feel so unreliable? She should tell her where her godmother lived.

She felt that there was a ball of anger in her chest that had nowhere to vent, and her originally calm eyes made waves.

She took a deep breath, took out her phone, stayed in Yu He's dialog box for a few seconds, and started typing. Before the message was sent, an unfamiliar number came in.

Shen Sichun thought about it for a moment, and she should be the godmother Zhou Ran mentioned. Although she didn't want to go, she should still make it clear to her.

The slightly raised eyelashes trembled, and the fingertips pressed the answer button with a little force.

"Come out, I'm at the gate of the community." The deep and pleasant voice was magnetic.

Shen Sichun was very close to her ear, and the male voice on the other end seemed to be whispering in her ear, with a hint of intimacy.

The itching seemed to penetrate into my heart through my eardrums, and my spine couldn't help but tremble.

Shen Sichun gently held his lower lip and asked the doubt in his heart: "Who are you?"

The male voice paused for a few seconds and then replied: "Your godmother's son."

Shen Sichun couldn't help but chuckle, thinking this person was really interesting.

The gentle and smart laughter passed through the phone and infected the person on the other end, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The phone never hung up, but Shen Sichun didn't put it to his ear, but held it in his hand.

He held an umbrella and walked towards the outside of the community. The bluestone slab in front of the building was a little slippery after the rain. Shen Sichun couldn't help but slow down. His white sneakers were also splashed by the falling rain, leaving some water stains.

The person on the other end of the phone listened to the slight noise she made while walking and couldn't help but tell her:

"Go slowly, the road is slippery."

Shen Sichun was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

When we left the community, the rain seemed to be getting heavier. It was blown by the wind and fell diagonally on the umbrella, making a dense and pleasant crashing sound.

The wind gathered at the windward mouth, bringing with it a slight chill, causing the corners of her skirt to fly slightly.

Shen Sichun turned a corner and came to an intersection. The dim street lights cast a warm yellow halo on her body.

His eyes were a little dry due to the wind. Shen Sichun turned his head and glanced to the side, but his gaze that would have been withdrawn at a glance suddenly stopped.