After the rain

world.

The school's drainage system needs to be strengthened, and the accumulated water in front of the teaching building has turned into a small river.

Some day students gathered in the lobby on the first floor of the administrative building, hoping that the rain would be a little lighter. Of course, there were also warriors who rushed into the rain without hesitation, and their figures were instantly engulfed by the rainstorm.

Song Qikun rolled up his trouser legs to his knees and rolled up his sleeves, "Let's go now?"

In this situation, eating at school is the most sensible choice, but he can't leave the milk tea alone, and it's impossible for him to let Shen Yan go back alone.

"You stay at school." Shen Yan said suddenly.

"What?" Song Qikun had already opened his umbrella.

"I'll go back by myself. It's raining too much. You don't have to run with me."

"I'm going home to get my stuff."

Shen Yan didn't even think about it, "Then you go first."

Song Qikun's face was light, "I'll give you a chance, let's talk again."

Shen Yan: "..."

Silver-white lightning split the clouds, deafening thunder exploded overhead, and the crowd screamed in panic.

Song Qikun's calm voice was like a reminder, "Ten seconds, ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Shen Yan hesitated, "Let's go together."

"...six, five, four, three—"

Shen Yan: "My feet hurt a little."

Song Qikun's eyes changed, he put away his umbrella and squatted down to lift his trouser legs, but stopped when he touched it with his hand, raised his head and asked, "Let me see?"

Shen Yan backed away, clearly refusing.

Song Qikun didn't mind either, and asked a series of questions, "Is it hurting? Can I go? Should I go to the hospital? I'll go out and take a taxi, you wait here for me."

Concerned about it, he was confused, right now he only felt that Shen Yan's face was as pale as paper and bloodless, and subjectively guessed that it must be in severe pain.

Shen Yan pulled him back, "It's not that serious, you don't need to go to the hospital."

Song Qikun was worried, frowned even tighter, and proposed a safer plan: "Then you go back to the classroom, and I'll buy you food and milk tea. Don't run around if your feet hurt."

Shen Yan: "..."

He suspected that he was probably a glass product in the eyes of this person, so fragile that it would shatter if he accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Song Qikun was waiting for his reply, "Is it done?"

"No." Shen Yan pulled the zipper of the school uniform to the top, and deliberately put on a cold face.

Song Qikun didn't want to make him angry, so he discussed in a warm voice, "It's raining so heavily, your shoes will get wet after a few steps, your feet can't get cold, if you need anything, I'll bring it for you."

After listening patiently, Shen Yan lifted his chin slightly: "Stand there."

"Why?" Song Qikun couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he went down a step as he said.

Shen Yanwei limped his right foot and moved behind him.

Seeing these few steps, Song Qikun frowned and reached out to help, "Slow down."

Shen Yan consciously put his arms around him, moved closer, and slowly lay on his back, hugging his neck tightly.

A set of actions that flow smoothly.

Song Qikun was stunned.

Shen Yan took the umbrella in his hand and opened it, with a smile hidden between his eyebrows, but was betrayed by the voice, "Back me."

He made a tight circle, and Song Qikun pressed his wrist and pulled it, then moved his slightly cool fingers to the left, and asked lightly, "Are you being unreasonable?"

His umbrella is relatively big, so it's no problem to cover two people, but he didn't expect Shen Yan to make such a request.

"Hurry up." Shen Yan hugged him even tighter, urging: "I'm hungry with milk tea."

Song Qikun had nothing to do with him, so he bent down and carried him up steadily.

Much lighter than expected.

Shen Yan touched his student card, and swiped it together later, "Let's go."

16、Heartbeat

Bean-sized raindrops fell from a high altitude and hit the puddles on the ground like boiling oil. The splashes wet the shoes and calves, leaving dirty mud spots.

Thunder roared, and in the dense rain curtain like a waterfall, another world was isolated by umbrellas.

The two were so close that they could be heard clearly without being too loud.

Song Qikun's shoes were wet inside and out, and he walked away with water dripping, "Did you laugh just now?"

Shen Yan held the umbrella steadily, and asked, "Did I laugh?"

Song Qikun was not sure, "Laughed."

"Probably happy."

"What are you happy about?"

Shen Yan applied what he had learned, "I'll tell you later."

Song Qikun: "..."

He was glad that he didn't neglect his training, and he was able to carry him back to the community smoothly all the way.

603 front.

Song Qikun put the umbrella against the wall and said, "I'll go back and change first, can I go in by myself?"

No matter how light it was, it weighed more than 100 kilograms. I carried it steadily and came back, sweating all over.

"Yes." Shen Yan nodded.

"Slow down, leave the door open, I'll come with milk tea...huh?" Song Qikun turned all four pockets upside down, but couldn't find the key to the house.

This is trouble.

The clothes are okay, but the shoes can't be covered all afternoon.

He tried to knock on the door and waited for a while without any response.

Nobody at home.

Shen Yan said: "Come to my house."

He changed his shoes first, found a spare pair of slippers from the cabinet in the entrance, and asked Song Qikun who was standing by the door: "What size are your shoes?"

"46."

"Then you can wear mine." Shen Yan opened the lower shelf of the cabinet, "You can pick a pair yourself later."

"Thank you." Song Qikun was finally able to change out of his uncomfortable wet shoes.

"Meow--"

Milk tea rushed towards the door, happily circling around Shen Yan, rubbing his head and body against his legs.

The power of love is so great. It has lost a lot of weight recently, and some genes for long legs can be vaguely seen, and its skills are more flexible than before.

Shen Yan scratched its chin and neck, picked it up and walked inside.

Song Qikun hurried to catch up and help him.

Shen Yan stopped and said without warning, "Do you know why I walk so slowly?"

Song Qikun was slightly stunned, shook his head and didn't dare to guess randomly.

Shen Yan put the milk tea in his arms, continued to walk without changing his face, and said lightly: "If you walk too fast, you will limp, which is ugly."

He once spent a long time researching how to walk without lameness, tried several ways, but found that only this tortoise walking method could barely conceal it.

There is no other meaning in saying it now, I just want to say it.

Before Song Qikun could respond, he naturally changed the subject: "You feed the milk tea first."

He limped into the bedroom and dug out a new T-shirt and underpants. Another school uniform had been washed the day before and came in handy.

Song Qikun poured the cat food, replaced it with pure water, and squatted next to him to watch the furry eat. After watching for a while, he couldn't help but be tempted to rub him from beginning to end. "It's raining outside, so I can't go on a date today."

"Wow~" Milk Tea hummed in response.

Shen Yan came out with the clothes and said, "The towel on the upper shelf of the towel rack is unused, and the gray towel on the far left of the downtube is also new. You go take a shower, and I'll cook the dumplings."

It took Song Qikun a while to digest the meaning of this passage, but his brain couldn't keep up with the action, and he had already taken the clothes when he figured it out.

He blinked: "Your clothes?"

Shen Yan: "Do you mind?"

"How could it be!" Song Qikun hugged his clothes tightly in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by Shen Yan.

Shen Yan's eyes were slightly cold, fixed on his face for a moment, then moved down to see his movement of hugging his clothes, and hummed softly, saying, "The underwear is new."

"Yeah." Song Qikun's scalp was numb from his stare, his heart was jumping around restlessly, and he couldn't even be coaxed, which made his ears burn.

The layout of the bathroom is similar to that of his house, with a separate shower cubicle with a glass door, a bathtub and a sink outside, and a washing machine against the wall.

Song Qikun took the shower gel and shampoo from the sink.

I've never seen the brand, and I can't understand the text on the bottle. The schematic diagram looks like violets, and it smells pretty sweet.

The heat on the base of the ears has not subsided, and the hot water even made her face turn red.

Song Qikun collapsed a little and had no choice but to lower the water temperature.

The two were about the same height, and Shen Yan's clothes were generally loose, and the sleeves of that T-shirt even had to be rolled up in half.

The size of the school uniform is the same, so there is no problem of wearing it.

But it was Shen Yan's clothes after all.

That alone is enough to itch.

Song Qikun silently calmed down the slight agitation in the blood, found laundry detergent in the bottles and jars on the sink, and quickly washed the dirty clothes that he had replaced, and was just about to twist the last one, when Shen Yan came to knock on the door and asked, "Are you ready?" ? Dumplings are ready to eat."

"Okay." Song Qikun opened the door and said, "Do you have any hangers? Give me four."

He was busy washing clothes, his hair was brushed casually, the water droplets condensed at the ends of the hair and dripped down into the neckline, the nape of the gray T-shirt was soaked and darker in color.

Shen Yan glanced at the sink and said, "You put it in the washing machine to dehydrate first, I'll get it for you, and then wipe your hair."

In this weather, it is difficult to dry without dehydration.

Shen Yan cooked two bowls of clear soup dumplings filled with three delicacies, and made another plate of red oil dipping sauce.

Song Qikun took it halfway, put it on the table and turned back to help him.

Shen Yan did not refuse, "Thank you."

The texture and taste of quick-frozen dumplings are not delicious, but they are sublimated several times after being dipped in the sauce. The soup is very fresh and fragrant. Song Qikun has a dumpling with a mouthful of soup, and the disc is orderly.

After eating, he took the initiative to collect the dishes and went to the kitchen to clean them up.

One o'clock, half an hour before class.

The torrential rain has stopped at some point, but the dark clouds have not dissipated, so it should still fall.

In case the same situation happened in the afternoon as at noon, Shen Yan prepared dinner for milk tea in advance.

The cat has a lot of criminal records, and often finishes the cat food before the meal time, resulting in repeated failures in weight loss programs.

So even though it has reformed itself for love of losing weight and has performed well so far, Shen Yan still doesn't trust it very much. In order to help it achieve its great cause, it strictly follows the plan and regulations.

But today's situation is special and can be accommodated.

Can't go on a date, milk tea is not in a good mood, sleep on the sofa