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They were embracing, Tangtang's thin shoulders pressed against her chest, against the clamoring pulse.

"Tang Qingyi, did you drop something?"

The girl lifted her head from the side of her neck.

"May I help you find it?" The sweet and soft ending tune is affectionate.

Tang Qing is also impatient with getting too close to people.

But before she let go of the girl, Tang Tang cautiously backed away a short distance.

Tang Qing also narrowed his eyes, looking at the girl's expression without any trace.

Tangtang's eyebrows were a little shy, but her smile was bright and pure.

The panic of being bullied seemed to have been completely washed away by the rain along with the gray mark on her cheek.

She looked at Tang Qing also relyingly.

"No need." Tang Qing also said.

She belatedly loosened her fingers, and the shiny wrist slipped away from her palm.

There was no clue on Tang Tang's face.

The slightly cramped hug just now... didn't affect her too much.

She just looked at Tang Qingyi in surprise, her eyes asking: why did you come back?

Girls have earnest eyes, which make their eyes look round.

Tang Qing also stared at Tangtang's right shoulder, the girl was half a step away from her, her shoulder crossed the rain line on the edge of the umbrella, and was gradually soaked by the rain, blurring away the wet marks.

Her voice became cold: "I just remembered that I left that thing at home."

Tang Tang was about to say something, Tang Qing also raised his hand to hold his narrow shoulders, and with a little force, the girl was led to her.

The edges of the two pairs of shoes rubbed against each other, and the toes of the shoes stumbled against each other.

The soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground with a creaking sound.

"Tang...Tang Qingyi..." Tang Tang was unsteady and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Tang Qingyi's clothes.

She called Tang Qingyi's name helplessly.

"This umbrella can't hold two people, I—"

Tang Qing also held the umbrella with one hand, and wrapped Tangtang under the umbrella with the other hand around his thin back.

She turned her face sideways, brushed Tang Tang's hair with her lips, and warmed the girl's earlobe with her breath.

Yubai's small auricles quickly turned crimson.

Tang Qing also lowered his voice.

"Be quiet."

Tang Tang's body trembled slightly in Tang Qingyi's arms, and his eyelashes drooped unbearably.

Some shallow emotions flashed across Tang Qingyi's eyes, and then disappeared again.

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Tang Tang is always talkative in front of Tang Qingyi.

She seemed certain that even though Tang Qing seldom responded, she was always listening patiently.

Listen patiently to Tang Tang's small and dull grievances.

"The English words taught recently are very complicated, and several of them look alike."

"The teacher asked us to chant according to the phonetic symbols."

Holding back her shame, Xu Xu talked about the current situation, and eagerly told Tang Qingyi as much as possible about herself.

"...It's very difficult."

The toes rise and fall in sync with Tang Qing.

Rain fell behind her feet.

"Ah."

The unexpectedly peaceful and short response was extremely light, and the sound quality was cold, like jade beads splashing lightly, scratching the ears.

Goosebumps formed on Tangtang's back.

She quickly lowered her head, trying to hide the clamoring desire in her eyes.

"arrive."

At the corridor entrance of the teaching building, Tang Qing also naturally retracted his hands to his side.

During class time, the only thing that catches the eye is the lonely corridor.

The heat on Tangtang's back suddenly dissipated.

Tang Qing also put away his umbrella.

Holding the dark umbrella handle with her slender white knuckles, the rain on her side gradually weakened, and her brows were so moist that she wanted to melt into the rain.

"Tang Qingyi." Tang Tang called out, pulling Tang Qingyi back in front of him.

She stood by the stairs, raised her face slightly, and followed Tang Qingyi's gaze.

His light-colored eyes sparkled, intertwined with gratitude and admiration, "Tang Qingyi, thank you for helping me."

Tang Qingyi poured out the three words from his tender lips, and they softened by half.

"And...willing to listen to what I have to say."

Tang Qing was also watched.

The girl's gaze was as soft as water, gentle and moist, dripping down from between her brows.

Tang Qing didn t respond either. She took an umbrella and approached a little, and the water on the soles of her shoes spread on the ground.

She leaned over slowly, and covered Tang Tang's eyes with her palms.

The girl never resisted, but just blinked her eyelashes trustingly, waiting for the darkness brought by Tang Qingyi.

"Tang Qingyi?"

Long eyelashes swept the belly of his palm, and Tang Qing also held a beautiful butterfly in his palm.

"Ah."

After a long time, Tang Qing also responded casually.

Her gaze passed through Tang Tang's trembling fingertips, paused for a while on the slightly swaying shoulders, and finally landed on the wet red lips in confusion.

Tang Qing also stared at it for a while, and said lightly: "Remember to go back to the dormitory and change your clothes."

Tang Qingyi flapped his wings with the butterfly in his palm.

Tangtang squeezed out a response from her throat.

"it is good."

In Tang Qingyi's eyes, emotions accumulated little by little, buried in a deeper calm.

She continued Tangtang's previous words with her usual cold voice: "You're welcome."

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"knocking"

Tangtang raised her hand and knocked on the classroom door.

Her gaze pierced the railing and cast towards the corridor.

With a straight and tall back, the hair ends at the waist and hips are slightly messed up, which is a little angry.

"Please come in—"

Tangtang lowered her eyebrows, closed the door, and stood timidly in front of dozens of probing eyes.

"Tang Tang, why did you arrive so late?" The English teacher held a piece of chalk between his fingers.