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Today's rain seems to be different from the one during the summer vacation. The cold air and rain in the late spring are mixed together, which makes people shiver.

Zhou Jinye's whole body seemed to be drenched, but his palms seemed to be dry and hot.

When he raised his hand, there was some uncontrollable tension, as if soaking in sea water, the faint suffocation slightly clenched his heart, beating very unevenly.

Zhou Jinye took a deep breath, and put his fiery palm on Lin Juexiao's shoulder.

This time Lin Juexiao's shirt was not wet.

The shirt is made of soft pure cotton, which looks impermeable to the flesh, but feels like thin silk when touched.

Zhou Jinye held Lin Juexiao's shoulders and led him a little further under the umbrella.

His palms were hot, but he could sensitively feel the warmth on Lin Juexiao's shoulders. Zhou Jinye always felt that the temperature on Lin Juexiao's body was higher than his.

Suddenly, Lin Juexiao stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm and said, "Come closer to me, the rain is already falling on you."

The distance between them got closer, but Lin Juexiao's dry white shirt was still stained with moisture.

Not because of the rain, but because of being too close to Zhou Jinye.

Zhou Jinye stopped for a moment, and continued to walk forward as if stuck. His ears were red, and he carefully avoided the deep and shallow puddles in front of him.

The sound of the rain was like an incomplete piece of music. Zhou Jinye's footsteps gradually became more natural, and his arms around Lin Juexiao gradually relaxed.

It's just a pity for him that the road is too short.

Holding an umbrella, he let Lin Juexiao get into the car first, then circled around and stepped on the puddle to get closer to the co-pilot.

On a rainy day, when the road was blocked, Lin Juexiao took a pack of tissues to Zhou Jinye, adjusted the air conditioner in the car, and told him:

"You wipe it first, and be careful not to catch a cold."

His voice was mixed with the "crackling" rainstorm outside, which was different from the hustle and bustle: "When you get back later, you should take a shower quickly, and then I will make you a cup of ginger tea."

"Tell me if you don't have an umbrella." Lin Juexiao's tone sounded a little reproachful, "Why did you just rush out?"

Zhou Jinye took several pieces of paper to wipe off the water droplets on his body, and when he heard this, he felt guilty and whispered: "Forgot."

Lin Juexiao said: "Put an umbrella in your schoolbag, too. The seasons are changing now, and it may rain more frequently."

"it is good."

After returning home, Lin Juexiao urged Zhou Jinye to take a shower. He didn't get caught in the rain, but his clothes were a little wet.

After he went to the bedroom to change clothes, he ran to the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger tea.

Waiting for Zhou Jinye to come out of the bathroom, Lin Juexiao pushed ginger tea to him: "Drink it first."

Lin Juexiao cut too many slices of ginger, and as soon as he entered his nose, there was a strong smell of ginger. Zhou Jinye didn't make a sound, and simply stuffed himself with a bowl.

His throat was so hot that it hurt a little.

Lin Juexiao also poured himself a bowl, and after taking a sip, he froze, and Lin Juexiao's eyes opened slightly.

He put down the bowl in disbelief, savoring the taste left in his mouth carefully, Lin Juexiao looked at Zhou Jinye and asked, "Aren't you spicy?"

"..." Zhou Jinye said, "It's okay."

No one was free to cook today, so Lin Juexiao simply ordered a takeaway, and while waiting for the takeaway, he went to boil a pot of water.

There was a tea bag at home that he didn't know when he bought it. After asking Zhou Jinye if he wanted to drink it, he brewed a bag for himself.

The tea bag is not expensive, and it tastes as light as water. Lin Juexiao took a sip from the rim of the cup before hesitatingly said: "Teacher Chen called me today."

Zhou Jinye raised his head in an instant, then lowered his head suddenly, and said sullenly, "Did I tell you that I did poorly in the exam?"

"That's not what it means." Lin Juexiao tactfully changed the phrase, "She said you still have a lot of room for improvement, so—"

Lin Juexiao stopped for a long time. He had never tried to persuade others to study, so he couldn't speak for a while.

But Zhou Jinye suddenly took over the conversation, as if he had no sense of taste, he drank another half cup of ginger tea and said, "I know, I will work hard."

Maybe he felt that what he said was too perfunctory, so he bowed his head obediently in front of Lin Juexiao, and whispered: "I will study hard."

"understood."

Lin Juexiao couldn't help stretching out his hand, and patted Zhou Jinye's shoulder: "Don't be discouraged if you don't do well in the exam this time, it's only September, there's still time!"

He encouraged Zhou Jinye and said: "As long as you want to learn, you can definitely learn. We just need to improve a little bit."

"Besides, I saw your grades. Both math and science are passable. The English test is only over 60. You just need to improve your English score."

Zhou Jinye raised the corners of his lips and said, "Yes."

Lin Juexiao rubbed his nose and said, "If your English is not good, you can ask me. I have passed CET-[-] and CET-[-] at least, but I may not be able to explain clearly when I give lectures."

Coupled with professional reasons, he sometimes needs to read some professional books in foreign languages, so there are so many courses in high school, English is really the most worthy of him.

Zhou Jinye grabbed the cushion of the sofa and said "hmm" again.

Lin Juexiao asked again: "Then do you want to enroll in a make-up class?"

Zhou Jinye frowned and thought for a while, "I'll sign up for online classes."

The time for online classes is more free and sufficient. He can continue to study after evening self-study, and he can continue on weekends.

But online classes are more of a test of self-discipline. Zhou Jinye knows himself well, and he thinks he can do it.

"Then think about it yourself."

The doorbell rang, and Lin Juexiao went out to get a takeaway. He put the takeaway bag on the coffee table, and while taking out the boxed vegetables and rice, he said——

"I can ask Du Pengchi for you."

Du Pengchi is still an intern, but he is still half a teacher after all, and he is quite reliable at critical moments.

Today is not a weekend, but because of the rain, he didn't go to study in the evening. Zhou Jinye had to do his homework after dinner.

He bowed his head and did homework for three hours under the desk lamp. When he wanted to study hard, he could better understand the gap between himself and the ideal score line.

Zhou Jinye rubbed his brows and sighed, his eyes were a little sore, he took out eye drops from the drawer and dripped them.

Others are checking for leaks and filling in vacancies, but he is making up for it.

He closed his eyes, and his eyes secreted some tears uncontrollably because of the excessive stimulation.

While Zhou Jinye was resting with his eyes closed, the door suddenly opened, and Lin Juexiao's footsteps were very soft.

He subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but Lin Juexiao saw the eye drops on his table, he pressed Zhou Jinye's shoulder and said——

"Close your eyes for a while after you drop the eye drops."

Lin Juexiao said: "When I was in the third year of high school, I was under a lot of pressure for a while, but later I figured it out. It is the so-called doing one's best and obeying the destiny."

"Effort is not to put pressure on yourself, but to make yourself more confident."

Zhou Jinye still opened his eyes and met Lin Juexiao's slightly raised lips. Lin Juexiao squeezed his shoulder and said, "Come on, Jinye."

"I cooked porridge in the casserole outside. If you are hungry, you can eat some."

Zhou Jinye's eyelashes trembled, and his stiff shoulders finally eased a lot. His voice seemed to be stuffed out of his chest, and he said in a low voice: "I will work hard."

He will work hard, at least to stay in the province.

At least... Let Lin Juexiao praise him.

Zhou Jinye followed Lin Juexiao to the pet hospital again on Saturday, where he got up early and studied late, and the dark circles under his eyes were obvious.

Zhou Jinye is still cold and fair-skinned, a bit like the shadows cast by eyelashes when he closes his eyes, with a natural sense of decadence, making his face even more unapproachable.

He first entered the consultation room with Lin Juexiao. When they were just chatting, the small receptionist shouted outside:

"Doctor Lin, someone is here—"

As soon as the hospital opened, someone came. Lin Juexiao seemed a little surprised. He took out a pen from the pen container and asked Zhou Jinye to open the door.

A girl came in. Her long black hair was smoothly draped behind her, and she was wearing a long white cotton dress. She looked like a petite girl from the south, with red lips and white teeth.

With a puppet in her arms, she walked in with her head down. The moment she saw Lin Juexiao, she was shocked for a moment.

Lin Juexiao also looked at her in surprise, and called out uncertainly: "Ji Yijia?"

"It's me." The girl's ears looked a little red, her footsteps moved lightly, and her voice was also soft, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect it to be you."

Lin Juexiao's exposed eyes also slightly bent: "Yes, what's wrong with your cat?"

"I brought it for vaccination."

The surname is Ji, quiet.

The alarm bell in Zhou Jinye's heart rang suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the banhua that Zhou Yuchen and the others joked about a few days ago.

The class flower who heard that she likes Lin Juexiao.

But now, that class flower is talking to Lin Juexiao in a soft voice, her eyes are like autumn water with waves, and she is interested in Lin Juexiao at a glance.

Zhou Jinye's body was moving faster than his mind, he suddenly took a few quick steps, grabbed Lin Juexiao's wrist and took him out.

"Hey! Jinye?"

Before Lin Juexiao could react, he was pulled out of the consultation room by him.

The corridor outside was empty, and the small receptionist was humming, Zhou Jinye suddenly came to his senses.

His hand was still firmly grasping Lin Juexiao's wrist.

Zhou Jinye didn't let go, but just let go of his strength slightly, he lowered his eyes, said dryly and hastily: "I..."

Lin Juexiao didn't get angry with him, and asked in a slow tone, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Jinye didn't know what to say, but he also knew that he couldn't delay Lin Juexiao's work.

But he always wants to say something, but he doesn't know what to say is more appropriate. He can't question Lin Juexiao, let alone stop Lin Juexiao from talking to that girl.

Zhou Jinye knew that he was a bit willful now, but he was so impulsive by accident. He leaned against the tiles behind him, and the cold tiles cooled him down.

He asked in a low voice, "does she like that girl of yours?"

The author says:

I’m going to join v on Wednesday, so I won’t update it tomorrow, but I will double update 6000 words in the early morning of Wednesday, because subscriptions are very important to my list, so if you like this article, don’t fatten me up (^з ^)