School girls always want to bend me

The students of F University have been circulating a joke about the school, that is, "the school spirit is very strong".It is located on the eastern coast, and because the main road of the campus runs through from east to west, if a typhoon does not break dozens of student umbrellas every year, this summer will not be considered as a past.

At the end of the meeting, the students formed a stream of people and filed into the elevator. The sound of thunder, wind, rain, and swaying trees echoed on the tall buildings.

Zhang Yawen didn't squeeze into the previous elevator, she stood at the elevator entrance and waited, tilting her head and glanced out the window.

The dark clouds overwhelmed the city, especially compared with the bright and clean interior at the moment, it was even more depressing and terrifying.

A former classmate gave her a hand and said, "It is estimated that there are not many masters willing to take orders now, and the subway may be out of service. Besides, the distance to the subway is enough for you. Otherwise, you can come to the dormitory and talk to her." I live together?"

Zhang Yawen thought for a moment, but still rejected the friend's kindness: "Your doctor's room is too crowded to live alone, and if you add me, you will not be able to sleep. Besides, don't you have to go back to catch up on your dissertation?"

"What about you?"

"I... Let's see if there are any hotels nearby. If it doesn't work, I'll book one." Zhang Yawen agreed indiscriminately. In fact, he didn't have any ideas in mind. He turned on his mobile phone and browsed a few nearby hotels.

But most of them are homeless.

The elevator went down to the first floor, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, a gust of wind full of water vapor blew from outside the door.

The glass doors and windows were blown by the wind and made a muffled roar.

Zhang Yawen was wearing a short-sleeved dress, and the cold wind blew by, causing chicken skin from chills to appear on his body.

The typhoon came suddenly. The weather forecast in the morning only said that there would be rain, but it was upgraded to a typhoon at night.She looked at her yellow umbrella with broken flowers, and suddenly lost the courage to walk into the rain.

Outside the door, the pitch-black heather tree in front of the main teaching building is huge and thick. The thick green leaves are wet by the rain, and there is a faint light flashing in the dark night.

Zhang Yawen persuaded the enthusiastic classmate to leave, and couldn't bear to delay her going back to catch up on her thesis because of herself.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered that when she graduated, she insisted on giving up her Ph.D., which made the teacher half dead. She used to think that Ph.D. was not suitable for her. out of the workplace.

But I didn't expect that the workplace... seemed not suitable for me.

The typhoon seems to have no intention of stopping, but the number of people waiting for the rain is slowly decreasing.

Zhang Yawen is good at being in a daze, but he is really not good at solving problems.

She looked at the sky and thought desperately, there should be no unparalleled road in the sky.

If it's true, then...then...

Her mind was struggling to explore and weave the language after "then", and before the result came out, she had a pair of apricot-colored dry canvas shoes under her eyes.

Light blue washed jeans, then a loose cotton black shirt, and then Ye Qixi's calm face, as calm as a still mountain lake, peaceful and distant, calm and content.

It contrasts with the typhoon day!

Zhang Yawen straightened his body, turned his head and looked around: "You came alone? Are you still going back?"

Ye Qiqi carried a backpack on one shoulder, and held his mobile phone in the other hand. His voice was calm and clear: "I forgot to bring my umbrella."

Ordinary people would feel a little annoyed and regretful when they said such things, but Ye Qiqi didn't at all, it seemed that it was a very natural and appropriate thing not to bring an umbrella in a bad weather.

"Ah? Then what should you do?" Zhang Yawen was lucky enough to meet someone who was even more unlucky than himself, and he felt a little compassion.

Ye Qiqi's eyes stopped on Zhang Yawen's small yellow floral umbrella that was highly decorative but not very practical.

"Don't you have one?"

Zhang Yawen was even more puzzled: "Ah???"

Obviously speaking pure Mandarin Chinese, why is the meaning so hard to fathom? Zhang Yawen felt that there was an obstacle in his language comprehension ability.

"Why don't you, sister, please use this umbrella to take me back to the dormitory?"

Well, Zhang Yawen's comprehension ability collapsed in an instant.

"Send it to you? Use this umbrella?" In order for Ye Qiqi to understand his intentions, Zhang Yawen deliberately opened up this gaudy little umbrella, "Look at it!"

Look how useless it is!How detestable!

Ye Qiqi himself was speechless: "Why did you buy it then?"

"When I bought it, I didn't expect that its umbrella would encounter a typhoon." Zhang Yawen sighed deeply. Now that she has learned a trick, as long as she admits her mistake quickly, Ye Qiqi will not be able to show her a blaming look.

You have the nerve to speak harshly to a good boy who consciously admits his mistakes!Certainly not!

Ye Qiqi glanced at the wind and rain outside: "The wind has dropped a little now, take advantage of this time, senior sister, take me back, you should be familiar with how to get to the graduate dormitory."

Zhang Yawen felt that this request was very unreasonable, and a bit overwhelming. She frowned and said, "But...but..."

But... I can't protect myself.The words that followed were swallowed in my stomach.

How can you make such a request to me at this time, and the dormitory building is deep in the north, and I will have to walk a farther road when I leave school.

Zhang Yawen was a little unhappy.

Ye Qiqi lowered his eyelids and said, "I don't have an umbrella, and I go back to the dormitory in the rain. I should catch a cold the next day."

Zhang Yawen: ...

Then she imagined Ye Qiqi's pitiful appearance wet by the rain, and the two strong attributes of "bad guy" and "do not know how to refuse" played a role on Zhang Yawen at the same time.

In the end, Zhang Yawen raised the trembling little umbrella, and then pulled Ye Qiqi into his arms, even though the other person was taller than him.

The moment she was pulled into her arms, Ye Qiqi's black hair traced an arc and hit her chin lightly, a string in her heart seemed to be pulled by someone, her body stiffened, Feel the warm and powerful heartbeat in the chest.

The faint fruity fragrance mixed with the strong grassy fragrance of the summer rain poured into her body at the same time.

The rain was slightly weaker, but still wet the arms and thighs of the two of them.

Ye Qiqi looked up at the ironic little umbrella above his head, then glanced at Zhang Yawen who was trying to lean the umbrella to his side.

She pulled out the arm that was sandwiched between the two bodies, grabbed Zhang Yawen's waist, pulled herself closer, and at the same time tilted the umbrella over calmly.

The rain poured fiercely on her neck and arms, and her shoes were completely wet. On the concrete floor, the rainwater merged into a shallow stream, and the water tended to rise higher and higher.

Black night, warm yellow street lights, bent trees.

The sound of running water and the other party's shallow breathing.

The two of them were speechless all the way, they supported each other and walked to the door of the student dormitory. Ye Qiqi pressed Zhang Yawen's waist and said, "You come to open the door, and I will close the umbrella."

A bunch of cold keys were stuffed into Zhang Yawen's palm.

She nodded obediently, and then did as she said. She had lived here for three years, so she was very familiar with it. The door opened, Ye Qiqi put away the umbrella, held her with his free hand, and walked into the corridor.

The voice-activated lights turned on, and the dark corridor also lit up. There were water marks on the stairs, but the wind and rain had been blocked from the outside.

It's safe and warm here.

Zhang Yawen looked at her held arm, Ye Qiqi's palm was moist but warm, she asked, "Huh???"

She wanted to say, after sending you, I should go.

Ye Qiqi took a few steps back, stepped back to the two steps in front of Zhang Yawen, looked down at her, and said, "Do you want to say, send me here, and you can leave?"

Reason told Zhang Yawen, yes, this is the situation.But instinctively, she was a little afraid of Ye Qiqi's eyes at the moment. If she said yes, she would probably be angry.

What should she do if she is angry?

But why was she angry?

Zhang Yawen began to struggle with daily choices again.

Ye Qiqi held Zhang Yawen's hand tightly, pulled her up two steps, stood with him, and then climbed up her shoulders along her smooth arms: "It's all wet."

Then the arms went around the back and climbed onto Zhang Yawen's butterfly bone, pulled her in a little more, approached Zhang Yawen's ear, and said, "It's all wet, take a bath first, change clothes, and then go back?"

Ye Qiqi's voice was very shallow and low, and the last three words contained prayers.

The voice-activated light dimmed and brightened again.

Ye Qiqi's eyes are very dark, his eyelashes are wet and glued together, his slender eyebrows are always indifferent, but at this moment, there seems to be a ray of light hidden, rebellious people always like to look a little humble in front of him .

Zhang Yawen was a little overwhelmed, hesitantly, Ye Qiqi had already pulled him up.

Layer after layer of lights come on and go off one by one.

In the empty stairwell, there were only the sound of footsteps and breathing of two people going upstairs.

Zhang Yawen's body was half wet, but a hot current slowly surged up in his heart.

Ye Qiqi's back is slender and slender, with a black shirt attached to her waist, and sometimes a small portion of her white waist is exposed because of her walking movements. It seems that she never wears skirts, and always wears shirts of solid colors.

The hands that hold me are also clean, the nails are well trimmed, with a light pink glow, and I never wear nail polish of various colors like myself.

She is a girl who is a bit strange but not annoying.

Entering the room from behind, Zhang Yawen was led to her bedroom by Ye Qiqi like a disabled doll, placed on a chair next to the desk, and then a large piece of warm and dry cloth was placed on her head. towel.

"It's new, washed, unused."

Then Ye Qiqi wiped her dry briefly, from top to bottom, first the wet hair, then the neck, then the arms, and the body.

When passing by the neckline, Ye Qiqi's arms paused for a while, his eyes dimmed.

During the process, Zhang Yawen said many times that I can do it myself, but when she saw Ye Qiqi squatting down to wipe her calf, she swallowed her words again.

The water marks on Ye Qiqi's body dripped onto the floor, but she was serious about doing these things for herself.

Ye Qiqi replaced her sandals that were a bit worn out with a pair of slippers.

"No new ones, this is what I usually wear, so I'll make do with it."

She just wanted to explain that I was here to disturb you, but there was no time left for her to talk

Then she was wheeled into the bathroom.

It was still a structure Zhang Yawen was familiar with.

Ye Qiqi stuffed her campus card into her palm: "Go in first, remember to call me if you have anything to do."

Warm water flowed out, and a puff of hot air rose from the small shower room, and the smoke engulfed Zhang Yawen.

In the room on the other side, Ye Qiqi continued to wipe his hair with the towel that he had just wiped Zhang Yawen's body, while opening his closet and looking carefully.

Black pajamas?She shouldn't like it.

Pure white pajamas?Will she like it?

……

Then she saw a light blue dress with thin shoulder straps, pure cotton, dotted with small florals.

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The author has something to say:

Qi Mei, who slowly reveals her wolf's tail!

What to do, it's so dangerous!

The next chapter strives for a little worse~