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Lin Juexiao received the news from Zhou Jinye that there was a thunderstorm and the scorching summer heat spread on the ground, crushed and bonded by the downpour of rain, the heat turned into hot flashes.

The weather outside is like the feeling of damp in the house. Lin Juexiao is holding a black umbrella and standing next to the Volkswagen car he borrowed from his father.

The car is very old, but it is still very smooth to drive.

He originally wanted to wait for Zhou Jinye in the car, but felt that this was not enough attention, so he simply stood outside.

And Lin Juexiao doesn't hate rain, the sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella surface is very clear, he looked down at the watch on his right wrist.

It's almost time, the high-speed rail is coming soon.

Lin Juexiao took out his phone, and the page stayed in the chat interface. The little boy looked quite cool, and his profile picture was his back with a hood.

The angle of the photo was taken from behind, probably at the beach, the boy's broad shoulders only occupied a small corner, and the rest of the space was occupied by the white waves.

Very beautiful composition, but it looks a little deserted.

The boy with the head portrait is also very cold in his speech, with a bit of unfamiliar politeness, which will not make people feel uncomfortable.

[Chun Mian Bujue Dawn]: Jinye, what time is your high-speed train, I'll pick you up.

【Z】: Just send me the address, and I can go there by myself.

[Chun Mian Bujuexiao]: ...you don't need this honorific title, just call me brother.

[Chun Mian Wujue Xiao]: I'm very close to the high-speed rail station, it's very convenient to go there, you don't have to worry about bothering me.

【Z】: 14:20.

【Z】: Sorry to trouble you.

Lin Juexiao pressed her temples, feeling a little headache.

The chat history between him and Zhou Jinye is limited to this. With a few simple words, Lin Juexiao felt that this little boy was a bit stubborn.

It's a long story, he has a good brother named Zhou Yuchen - obviously, Zhou Jinye is his own brother.

I heard that his parents divorced when he was born, and Zhou Jinye couldn't do without his mother at that time, so he was sentenced to his mother.

Zhou Yuchen himself hadn't seen his own younger brother much, but Zhou Jinye's mother had a car accident a few days ago, and the half-grown boy was suddenly lonely and helpless.

Zhou Yuchen knew the news and had no choice but to take Zhou Jinye over to take care of him.

But Zhou's father happened to be sent abroad for a year, and it's okay to come back, but he is at this age, and this is almost the last chance for promotion.

Zhou Yuchen himself is also very busy with his new job every day. He goes out before dawn and falls asleep when he comes back at night, and has to go on business trips from time to time.

In desperation, he could only find the good guy Lin Juexiao.

Zhou Yuchen was so anxious on the phone that he almost knelt down and kowtowed to him. Lin Juexiao's heart was already soft, so she agreed with a sigh.

He and Zhou Yuchen have been friends for more than ten years, and they didn't even ask Zhou Yuchen for money.

—and now.

The hands of Lin Juexiao's watch rang crisply, the time was almost up, and Zhou Jinye was about to arrive.

It was sweltering at two o'clock in the afternoon, and the crowd pouring out from the high-speed railway station were carrying big bags and small bags. Perhaps it was intuition that Lin Juexiao felt that he had seen Zhou Jinye at first sight.

He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt without any pattern, and the pants were also very ordinary overalls. He had a SLR bag on his shoulders, and his whole body was black, as if he wanted to melt into the rain outside.

The boy is tall, his bangs are not over his eyebrows, his eyebrows are thick black, his eyes are beautifully curved, but he looks a little unsatisfactory.

Lin Juexiao glanced at the bareheaded photo that Zhou Yuchen sent him - the boy in the photo looked younger than now, with no expression on his face, as if someone owed him 500 million.

It was him, that's right.

Holding an umbrella, Lin Juexiao landed in a shallow puddle and walked in the direction of Zhou Jinye under the rain.

The boy was standing on the steps at the entrance of the high-speed rail station, holding a 26-inch suitcase in his right hand, while the little girls passing by frequently looked back at him.

Zhou Jinye turned a blind eye to it, with the word indifference written on his face and airpods on his ears.

It was the first time Lin Juexiao met such a little boy, not pretending to be cool, but really cool.

He was also a little nervous, but stood under the steps and called hesitantly: "Jinye?"

The boy standing on the steps who was much taller than him suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like obsidian, and when he saw Lin Juexiao, his gaze paused.

Zhou Jinye's arms are thin like a teenager's, but they are covered with tight muscles, and the lines of his arms are very smooth when he bends over to carry the suitcase.

"Ah."

Zhou Jinye responded, perhaps because his voice was a little hoarse during the voice change period.

Probably because he felt that he was not very polite, he paused and added: "I'm sorry for your inconvenience."

Lin Juexiao was amused by him. He looks very pleasing, with soft brows and eyes, which is in line with Chinese aesthetics. When he smiles, he looks like a warm spring breeze.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you don't need to use honorific titles? I'm a few years older than you, so you can just call me brother."

Zhou Jinye's eyes flicked across Lin Juexiao's slightly trembling chest and abdomen, following Lin Juexiao's intention, he shouted in a low voice: "Thank you...brother."

Probably he seldom called brother, his tone was a bit stiff.

Lin Juexiao's eyes turned into crescents, he wanted to help Zhou Jinye carry his luggage, but was dodged again.

He didn't force it, just put the umbrella in front of Zhou Jinye, pointed to the car not far away: "Let's go, the car is over there."

Zhou Jinye responded in a low voice.

The thunderstorm came suddenly, and the umbrella was Lin Juexiao's one-person umbrella that was pulled out from the back seat of the car. There was also a huge logo printed on the umbrella, which seemed to be an advertisement from somewhere.

Zhou Jinye went down the steps, he lowered his head slightly in accordance with Lin Juexiao's height.

Lin Juexiao raised the umbrella a bit, and he sighed in his heart.

Today's children grow up on what they eat, and they are almost half a head taller than him. Zhou Jinye is a boy, and he is probably a little longer.

Today's weather is not so beautiful, the rain suddenly became heavier, and the umbrella was blown by the wind like a helpless duckweed, Lin Juexiao subconsciously turned the umbrella to Zhou Jinye's direction.

The rain that drifted towards Zhou Jinye was tightly blocked by the umbrella, but half of Lin Juexiao's shoulders were completely wet by the rain.

Zhou Jinye found out, he is not used to others treating him like this: "Don't turn the umbrella towards me."

"It's okay." Lin Juexiao didn't care if he got wet from the rain, he smiled heartily, "I'm already getting wet, that's all."

Zhou Jinye was not the talkative type, he just pushed the umbrella in Lin Juexiao's direction silently.

Fortunately, the distance is not long, so they can't get much rain.

Lin Juexiao handed the umbrella to Zhou Jinye and asked him to hold it for a while, then found the key by himself in his trouser pocket.

Zhou Jinye took the umbrella, and the sound of rain hitting the umbrella was like the sound of pearls falling on a jade plate. The music in his earphones didn't stop, but the sound was turned down to the lowest level.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Juexiao.

Lin Juexiao was very close to him, everyone in Kuxia was full of heat, but now, Lin Juexiao's shoulders were very close to him.

He was only wearing a thin white shirt, and the heat was continuously coming from his body. Zhou Jinye stood still and silently turned his shoulders.

A gap was left between him and Lin Juexiao.

Lin Juexiao finally got the key, he left the umbrella to Zhou Jinye, and got into the driver's seat through the rain curtain.

Zhou Jinye put the suitcase in the trunk silently, and wanted to open the door of the rear seat, but felt that it was not polite, so he sat in the co-pilot anyway.

As soon as he sat upright, Lin Juexiao looked more nervous than him, his arms on the steering wheel were tense, he reminded: "Remember to wear your seat belt, I just got my driver's license not long ago

Whatever he said, Zhou Jinye would do.

Lin Juexiao smiled embarrassingly again, her ears seemed to be a little red from embarrassment, and the glass of the car window had been covered by rain and fog long ago.

"Click-"

Zhou Jinye buckled his seat belt, the earphones just relayed to the next song, and the female voice sang very quietly.

"Whoever I meet, what kind of confession will I have?"

"The person I'm waiting for, what kind of future is he in?"

"I hear the wind coming from the subway and the crowd—"

Zhou Jinye took off the earphones expressionlessly. He was sitting in the co-pilot, but his gaze slowly shifted to Lin Juexiao.

His shoulders are narrow and he looks a little thin.

The white shirt on the right shoulder was soaked by the rain, revealing the skin under the shirt faintly, outlining the smooth lines of the shoulder.

Zhou Jinye turned his gaze back, he felt that Lin Juexiao was like a Chinese painting with thick ink and light colors, so gentle and intimate.

Taking advantage of the red light, Lin Juexiao suddenly turned his head, his clear eyes just looked at Zhou Jinye alone:

"My name is Lin Juexiao, Juexiao who is not aware of Chunmian."

Zhou Jinye gave a soft "hmm".

It turned out that it was not a Chinese painting, but a spring rain postponed until summer.

The author says:

Give it a try and see if this kind of plain writing style and simple healing love story is probably what it feels like