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Time flows like water.

In a blink of an eye, it has entered winter.

The winter in city A is very cold.The street trees on the street have long since fallen bald, only the evergreen trees pruned to waist height retain the last trace of greenery for this bustling metropolis.

Pedestrians on the road held dark umbrellas, wrapped their coats tightly, and hurried.

In this slightly dull depression, there is a person who walks very slowly.

He didn't seem to care about the cold of the rainy night at all, holding an orange umbrella, slowly swaying on the rainy street in winter.

Although the umbrella is bright orange, it is not a beautiful girl under the umbrella, but a young man.

The man should have a fair and beautiful face, but unfortunately, he was wearing a thick scarf, which blocked the lower half of his face, and the upper half of his face was hidden in the hood of the big winter clothes, and his eyes were hidden in the shadows.

There is only one white and beautiful hand, which is held on the black umbrella handle and exposed outside.

Probably because he was dressed thickly, he looked like a ball rolling slowly on the street.

This person is none other than Su Cheng who just had dinner with the girls.

He didn't really want to join in that kind of fun, but the girls said, "You don't really like Teacher Ren, do you?" "Master Gu appeared recently, and it seems that you have started to feel depressed," etc., etc.

If Su Cheng refuses again, maybe tomorrow, there will be rumors in the school that he has lost his love.

Su Cheng still went because he didn't want to be gossiped by the ladies and sisters.

Although I feel that this is even more pathetic.

While clarifying his feelings, he also tried hard to cover them up.

Su Cheng took out his right hand from his pocket, replaced his left hand that was almost frozen because he was holding the umbrella, took a few breaths of hot air through the scarf, and quickly put his left hand into his pocket.

To be honest, if it's not cold, it's freezing hands.

But it deserves to be frozen again, who told me that I couldn't hold back--yesterday morning, I smashed the last alarm clock on the bedside table.

This is already the seventh alarm clock he accidentally broke in the past half term.

Speaking of it, Ren Xinyi is still to blame for this, who told him that his class should be arranged in the first period in the morning.