Nana Ming is also under special attack today

When I was about halfway, the lights on the road were brightened one by one, and because of the sudden rainstorm, pedestrians on the street hurried forward.

I struggled to hold the umbrella that was too big for me, and walked forward with a cloth bag full of biscuits and sauces under the strange eyes of passers-by.

Mr. Wuwu Luanbu, is this umbrella really useful? This is really an umbrella that is only used to attract customers in the commercial street.

The umbrella was much heavier than I expected. I stopped at the traffic light and changed hands again to hold the umbrella—no, it’s more like carrying an umbrella than holding it. If someone can hold an umbrella in this heavy rain with one hand, then I declare that this man can be my superman.

Because I couldn't hold this umbrella gradually, it gradually tilted towards my back, the wind and raindrops flew towards me, my denim jacket was wet into dark blue, and even the white shirt inside was stuck to my chest, and the skirt under the plaid skirt was wet. The underpants were sticking to my body with water, so cold that I couldn't help shivering.

This is the cold spring.

I blinked, and the rain fell into my eyes again along the eyelashes. Through the blurred vision of the rainy night, I saw the red lights turned into green. This street is mostly residential buildings, only in front of my shop. Warm yellow lights enveloped a small area, calling me with the warmth of home.

"Takishima Tsukisho, you can take a comfortable shower soon and then go to the room and wrap yourself in a quilt."

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I simply rushed into the rain half-supporting and half-carrying the umbrella. I trotted all the way and stepped on several puddles. I was so startled that I squinted my eyes to see the reflection on the ground, and moved forward like playing a very inappropriate game of stepping on cubes.

As long as I run another 100 meters, I can reach the awning of our shop. I am in a good mood, and I rush to the bus stop not far away to change hands and hold the umbrella again.

In the process of closing my umbrella, I noticed a figure standing beside the station sign, with one hand hanging naturally, and the other holding his arm, waiting for the bus with his eyes closed.

In this kind of weather, the stop sign will definitely be cold and humid, and it will be very cold if you stick to your back all the time.

I took a step closer and was about to ask him if he needed to take a rest at my dessert shop, when I suddenly realized that the person in front of me looked familiar.

The blond hair that can be barely distinguished in the dark, the white suit, and the briefcase that he will definitely bring with him.

It's Mr. Nanami.

The eaves of the bus are not very long, and there are faint drops of water on Mr. Nanami's face.

Seeing that he kept his eyes closed and didn't notice me, I tiptoed to him, propped the oversized umbrella diagonally behind him, and formed a small impenetrable space with the eaves, the ground and the stop sign, trying to provide The two of them sheltered from the rain together.

Mr. Nanami is like a heat source. When I stood in front of him, the warmth rushed from him to me. There was no car on the road at this time, and the wind gradually died down. In this impenetrable world, in this world where only The small stop sign for the two of us, in this small space with only the two of us——

I just feel that everything is quiet, and I can only hear the long breathing of Mr. Qihai.

So reassuring.

When I approached Mr. Qihai again and blocked the rain from another angle, the sound of breathing seemed to stop. Then, the sound of rain and wind became louder again, and Mr. Qihai's breathing sound disappeared in it, and I couldn't find it at all.

But he still had his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling steadily.

Could it be that Nanami-san is tired enough to sleep standing up in this cold?

I saw that I was so close to him, and he still didn't wake up, so I couldn't help worrying.

The cloth bag hanging on my arm was a bit of a hindrance, so I had to tiptoe close to his ear and call out to him at a volume that would not startle a sleeping person: "Mr. Nanami, Mr. Nanami, wake up, don't rest here."

Water drops fell from the wet bangs, blurring my eyes again, I couldn't see if he opened them, and said in a drawn out voice again: "Sir, if you are tired, come to my shop to rest first, don't stand here, I'll catch a cold."

When I tiptoed, a strong wind blew by suddenly, the cloth bag shook, and the hand holding the umbrella twisted, and I let go of the umbrella in pain.

I just wanted to turn my head to catch it, when the warm heat source in front of me suddenly approached me, Mr. Nanami stretched out two arms to pass by my side, I didn’t hear the sound of the umbrella falling, but was held by Mr. Nanami on his shoulders Move forward and jump directly on him.

I supported Mr. Nanami's chest with my hands, and I didn't dare to move my fingers, for fear of accidentally scratching him. Mr. Nanami's right hand was still pressed on the back of my shoulder, and the elbow of his left hand was bent, clamping my shoulder, and holding it firmly. Wearing a very heavy umbrella.

——And, strangely, I grabbed Mr.'s suit and shirt under my hands, and it didn't seem to feel particularly wet.

"Mr. Qihai?"

My face was about a punch away from my hand, and Mr. Nanami's breath enveloped me, not only on the sides of my body, but also on the top of my head.

It was almost like he was staring down at me.

It was almost like he was hugging me.

"It's you." Mr. Nanami's voice was a little hoarse.

His arm holding the umbrella tightened again, and the breathing from the top of his head became closer. If it was a hug before, it can be compared to a tighter hug now.

This posture did not last long, and soon, Mr. Nanami let go of his hand, supported my shoulders to help me stand still, and explained apologetically:

"I didn't mean to offend. I just saw that the umbrella was about to fall, and I was afraid that the water would splash on Miss Takino, so I temporarily gave Miss Takino a hand."

In fact, I didn't intend to ask this question, but before I could say it, Mr. Qihai continued to add: "This umbrella is a little heavier than I thought, and I didn't hold it firmly, so I pushed my left arm inward again, so it didn't hurt you. "

"It doesn't matter at all, thank you, Mr. Qihai." I nodded to express my understanding, and turned to other doubts, "However, sir, I didn't fall asleep just now. I thought you didn't see me."

"No, I fell asleep." Mr. Qihai quickly denied, "Because the eyes opened too suddenly, there was no other way to do such a rude thing to Ms. Takishima."

Being rude to Ms. Takishima... This kind of description makes me feel very embarrassed.

I bowed my head around my hair: "No, there is nothing rude, after all, Mr. Qihai is thinking of me."

"……Um."

The two of us stood there silently, and after a few seconds, I suggested, "Why don't we go to the dessert shop to take a rest, I heard Mr. Qihai's voice is hoarse, he must have been standing here for too long and caught the cold."

"Miss Takishima is the one, just now I felt that your clothes were wet..." He seemed to feel that something was wrong in the middle of speaking, so he stopped and apologized again, "I'm sorry."

I put my toes together, curled my toes, and replied softly: "It's really nothing, Mr. Qihai doesn't care."

"Ah."

After a while of silence again, Mr. Nanami raised my new umbrella with one hand, covering the two of us within range, and picked up my cloth bag with the briefcase under his other arm: "Let me carry it for you."

I dodged his hand: "I'm fine by myself."

But Nanami-san grabbed my cloth bag lanyard with his hand, and said to me in a strong tone that he had never heard before: "Please give it to me, Ms. Takishima can't carry so many things."

I froze in place, and handed the bag to him in a daze.

Mr. Nanami, are you so fierce?

Mr. Qihai, who was a bit fierce, hung up the cloth bag easily, facing the fierce wind and rain, raised the umbrella with one hand, and walked out of the bus stop before me, urging me instead of customers: "Ms. I have a cold."

Behind him is the dimly lit long street and a little warm light, he seems to be waiting for me.

【"The person who picked up Miss Takishima is coming soon."】

Ah, it doesn't seem like it.

Nanami-san, whom I met unexpectedly, was waiting to pick me up in the rain.

... Let me pretend that Mr. Nanami came to the bus stop on purpose, waiting to pick me up and go home.

I couldn't help curling my fingers, rubbing my palms, and wanted to reach out to him, but I felt it was unreasonable to do so.

What if, I mean if, what if Nanami-san was really worried that I didn't go home, so he waited here on purpose?

"Miss Takishima?"

Nanami-san's doubtful voice reached my ears.

"Come on!" I immediately moved to his side, stood close to his arm, pursed my lips and laughed silently.

What did I say just now?

If anyone can hold this umbrella with one hand, I can declare him superhuman.

Not to mention that this superman is still helping me with the umbrella, not only that, he even sent me home.

"Mr. Qihai." I called him.

"Ok?"

"Mr. Qihai." I called him again with a smirk.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Nanami asked me strangely.

"Mr. Qihai is really amazing." Not only is he doing great financial work, but he is also so strong that he can hold that big umbrella, like a superhero with multiple roles, maybe he will fight little monsters in the future?

"What are you talking about all of a sudden?" He replied amusedly.

I also felt that my behavior was very naive, but I still couldn't hold back the sudden joy in my heart. Taking advantage of the night to cover everything up, I pretended to raise my head inadvertently, wanting to see Mr. Nanami's expression.

A gust of wind passed through the tiny distance between us.

I met Nanami-san's gentle taupe eyes.