Bai Yueguang Omega always wants to monopolize me

The girl's voice fell, and the world became quiet.

Holding the flowers in her hands, Ji Xiao didn't know for a moment whether Wei Qingyu was simply explaining the words of the flowers, or wanted to tell herself something through the flowers.

"Just now when I came out of the library, I saw a flower shop selling them, so I bought a bouquet." Wei Qingyu also felt that his words were too ambiguous, and explained again.

"That's it." Ji Xiao shook the words in his hand, feeling a little disappointed for some reason.

The forecasted rainstorm is coming, and the air is full of dull and humid water vapor.

The wind brushed against the exposed skin of the two of them, and a few drops of coldness suddenly wet Ji Xiao's arms.

Before Ji Xiao could react, thick clouds covered the last golden light in the sky.

After waiting for a day of heavy rain, there is no trace of excessive rain pouring down at this moment.

Wei Qingyu was caught off guard, and his whole thin body was washed by the rain.

Ji Xiao quickly took off his coat and put it on top of his and Wei Qingyu's heads.

Wei Qingyu instantly felt that the rain falling on her body was getting lighter, and that cold hand was also grasped by another warm hand.

Ji Xiao's "Run" came from her ear, and the girl in sight led her body towards the car parked by the road.

The rain was so heavy that there were splashes everywhere on the ground.

Pedestrians on the street were in a state of distress, and the car radio also commented that the rain was bad, but these two people felt that the moment was extremely beautiful.

The hidden thoughts and throbbing melted into the rain one after another, held together through the sudden rainstorm, and flowed into each other's bodies silently.

"Miss! Miss Wei!"

The driver running towards them finally joined them, and a huge black umbrella hung over their heads.

Ji Xiao and Wei Qingyu looked at each other in the same embarrassment, and laughed at the same time, as if what they just experienced was not a rain, but something that lived and died together.

The torrential rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the silver-white car was driving fast in the rain like a bolt of lightning.

The warm air in the car was turned up to the maximum, a thin layer of mist was stuck on the driver's forehead, and the faint fragrance of tea and flowers was transpiring in the car.

The spare large towel was placed on Wei Qingyu's head, covering her whole body, and Ji Xiao, who was sitting beside her, carefully rubbed her drenched long hair.

The long, smooth hair became even more black and shiny after being drenched in the rain, and strands of it hung down on her shoulders, revealing her slender and fair neck.

The skin on Wei Qingyu's shoulders, neck and collarbone was not covered by clothing, and after being washed by the cold rain, it turned a light pink.

The rain-soaked white skirt was tightly attached to the girl's body, unreservedly outlining her soft and slender curves.

The light above the two of them fell on the thin fabric, revealing her cold white complexion faintly, forming a strong contrast with the light pink on the collarbone of the shoulders.

The smell of mint radiated through the wet restraining stickers, and Wei Qingyu never showed Oga's fragility at this moment.

Ji Xiao rubbed Wei Qingyu's hair, and couldn't help feeling her cheeks burning hot.

She avoided eye contact with Wei Qingyu's body, put the towel back to Wei Qingyu with one hand and said: "You wipe it yourself, you are older than me and I will serve you."

Before she finished speaking, Ji Xiao pulled up the towel on her shoulders again, raised her hand neatly to cover her head, and turned her head to the side of the car window. No one could see the redness on her cheeks.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, the green plants on the side of the road were swaying wildly in the strong wind, but the inside of the car was still as quiet as ever.

Ji Xiao rubbed her hair, and couldn't help thinking of what she had discussed with Qi Qi in the ward just now.

Indeed, it was a good choice to confess to Wei Qingyu on his birthday.

After all, it's his home court, even if Wei Qingyu doesn't accept him, he can go over with a haha ​​and continue to maintain the relationship before the confession.

"That Wei Qingyu." Ji Xiao looked at the car window and said, "At the end of next month, it will be my 17th birthday."

Wei Qingyu stopped wiping her hair, and gave a soft "hmm" to Ji Xiao's back.

"I'm going to hold a birthday party at home, are you coming?" Ji Xiao said and turned to look at Wei Qingyu who was sitting aside.

Wei Qingyu understood what Ji Xiao said, but she didn't want to answer it directly.

She looked at Ji Xiao with a calm expression, once again stretched out her tentative olive branch, and returned the question to her: "What about you? Do you want me to come?"

Of course Ji Xiao wanted Wei Qingyu to come, otherwise she wouldn't have asked.

It's just that Ji Xiao didn't want to expose her expectations for Wei Qingyu so early, so she raised her face again, pretending to be arrogant and replied: "Then you have to prepare a very good birthday present for me .”

Wei Qingyu smiled when he heard the words, "Okay."

The street lights outside the car window turned on, and golden lights moved quickly in the dark picture, like stars with tails.

And Wei Qingyu sat in the galaxy.

The slightly dry long hair was a bit messy and stuck to the side of her face, and the tip of the small and round nose was still dyed with a bit of pink that hadn't faded.

The plump cherry red lips evoked a beautiful arc, forming a sharp contrast with the cold white skin under the light, sexy and alluring.

Plop, plop...

Ji Xiao could hear the pounding in his heart.

How could she not be moved by her like this.

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu and blinked her eyes unnaturally, that feeling of hot cheeks fell on her face again.

While rubbing her hair busy, she yelled at the driver angrily: "Oh, don't drive with such a hot wind, it's hot in summer."

Saying that, Ji Xiao turned his head away again.

The yellow light at the intersection turned into a red light, and the car that cooled down slowly stopped under the traffic light.

A slender tree outside the window was fighting against the strong wind under the light, and the wet green leaves fell to the ground, and piled up at the sewer opening beside it with the running water.

Thinking about it, Ji Xiao slightly hooked the corner of her lower lip.

She felt that she was this tree, fighting stubbornly and unwillingly against this world that had already written its ending.

From wanting to die, to wanting to rewrite the plot to make Wei Qingyu her own.

People are always so greedy, and they are addicted to greedy desires.

Tirelessly, so repeatedly.

The torrential rain pulled the whole city into the night ahead of time, the dark sky could not see the stars, only the pouring rain washed the window lattices.

The wind is raging outside the house, and there is a vast ocean, but the lights in the room are warm, quiet and peaceful.

The steaming heat covered the huge floor-to-ceiling windows with a layer of white mist, and small white flowers bloomed in them.

It looks like the Tumi flower, but it doesn't look like it.

The rain kept washing the glass, but the small white flowers were still blooming on the glass in clusters.

Under the illumination of the light and the squalling rain, it looks particularly artistic.

I saw the girl's fingers gently walking on the glass, and another small white flower appeared on the glass.

Childish and beautiful.

Ji Xiao lay comfortably in the bathtub admiring her glass painting, and raised her hand to take a picture on the tablet that was still playing animation.

Toning, cropping.

Ji Xiao intercepted a part of the photo she had made, and was very satisfied to replace the social avatar of the stick figure set by the original owner with this one.

After taking a bath, Ji Xiao walked out of the bathroom wearing a white towel.

She held the tablet and admired her newly changed avatar, a smiling face appeared under her long wet hair.

No one knew what these little flowers she painted were.

No one knows what these little flowers represent.

Ji Xiao held a secret that only he knew, and secretly planted a twig in his heart.

She thought, if the scar on her arm couldn't be removed cleanly, then she would get a Tumi tattoo on it.

Just after changing clothes and returning to the bedroom, Ji Xiao saw a small porcelain white vase with a high neck dignified and elegantly placed on his desk.

Aunt Wu had already prepared the flower arrangement tools I wanted, right next to the bunch of tea flowers I brought back.

Ji Xiao carefully unwrapped the bouquet ribbon and arranged the flowers Wei Qingyu sent.

Although it has just been baptized and hit by the heavy rain, Tumi lying on the table is still in good condition.

The white and tender petals are dotted with raindrops, and the tender green leaves are full of vitality with tiny barbs.

Su Shi once said, "There is no competition for spring in full bloom, and loneliness blooms the latest."

Tumi is the flower that blooms the latest among the spring flowers, and it is also the flower that blooms the longest.

Flowers bloom in late spring and can still be seen in late summer.

Ji Xiao trimmed the flower branches in her hand, hoping to do the same for herself.

What about... Wei Qingyu?

"What is the flower language of Tumi flower?"

"Last love."

The wind gently brushed Ji Xiao's cheeks, the conversation between the two before the rainstorm rang in Ji Xiao's ears, the girl's ambiguous words made Ji Xiao smile slightly.

Even if there are other explanations behind it, it seems to be a bit self-explanatory.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiao was dazed for a moment, causing the flower branch in his hand to fall under the table.

The soft white fell on the ground, which made Ji Xiao feel very distressed.

She quickly squatted down to pick up the flowers, but she didn't want to bump her head directly into the bottom of the desk drawer.

"Boom."

It seemed that there was an empty voice, which made Ji Xiao startled.

She remembered that her drawers were full, and it was impossible to make such an empty sound.

Ji Xiao looked at the drawer with doubtful eyes, but saw a small buckle between the two staggered beams.

She stretched out her hand and pulled it, and a hidden space behind the desk was opened by her.

Ji Xiao shone in with a flashlight, and there were several notebooks neatly placed in the small, clean space.

From cartoon to solid color, from yellow to brand new, it looks like the diary of the original owner.

Ji Xiao opened the latest notebook as if he had discovered a new world, and casually flipped through a page curiously.

[February 2735, 2, heavy rain

I went to her family’s funeral today, it rained so much, the stone road was covered with mud, it was hard to walk, I really don’t understand, there are so many people, and she still chooses my father to support her, so I just Can follow the bodyguard.I really hate dying in the cemetery. When I come back, there are mud spots on my trouser legs, and my shoes. I shouldn't be wearing these shoes today. 】

The original owner's handwriting was much more scribbled than her own, and between the lines exuded her pampered and arrogant disposition.

However, under the dissatisfaction and complaints throughout this article, there is another line of small characters that is far away from the main article.

—— [She looks like she has lost weight. 】

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