Waiting for a Sunny Day

Shen Jun's words were more accurate than the weather forecast. As soon as he said he was going to cool down and rain, thunder and lightning started outside the window.

The autumn in the south does not have the desolate scenery of withered leaves in the north. Looking out from the window, you still see a neat row of banyan trees. Under the washing of rain, the dense leaves are even more lush.

Such a beautiful street can be used as the best dating scene in a TV series. The heroine chooses clothes in the mirror upstairs, and the hero stands downstairs with an umbrella waiting patiently in the drizzle, and then the two hold an umbrella together. Started to stroll, feeling deep and raining, and feelings quickly heat up.

Perhaps when I was a child, I read too much of Qiong Yao's novels. Xiao Qing suddenly saw such a beautiful picture in her mind. While she was watching it intently, the actor suddenly turned around and smiled at her. Xiao Qing suddenly stiffened.

——It's over, why does the actor in her mind look exactly like Shen Jun? !

A blast of thunder suddenly sounded in her ears, and Xiao Qing suddenly recovered, rubbed her face vigorously, and cleared all the thoughts of blushing and heartbeats. Are you kidding, how could Shen Jun's cold facial paralyzed face become her hero? Even if he participated in the script of her life, he should be the villain demon captured by the prince, right?

Feeling her nose with a guilty conscience, she still couldn't help but look downstairs. Although she would not be so diligent to go downstairs to send Shen Junze personally, she was a well-educated person, so she still had to watch the guests.

Xiao Qing politely watched Shen Junze upstairs, staring wide-eyed for a long time, before he came out, she couldn't help but push the window open to look more carefully, but as soon as she opened the window, the wind and rain poured directly on her. Blood was splashed accurately on his face.

Xiao Qing hurriedly closed the window and sneezed three times in a row to blame herself for being too stupid. Just thinking about the romantic rain scene in the TV series, ignoring the lightning and thunder today, in fact, this scene is not romantic at all, it is a nasty rainstorm, and the window is instantly washed away.

Fortunately, there was a new harvest. She went out and saw Shen Junze's car. Because the road was too narrow to stop, his car stopped at an intersection 30 meters away.

With such a heavy rain, he will definitely get wet when he reaches the intersection.

Although he was once cursed at the New York Airport by being drenched in heavy rain, the time is not right now. He is wearing an expensive suit and will have to go to a company meeting later. It is not good to get wet. Besides, he encountered this unlucky rain just to give himself clothes...

After thinking about it, Xiao Qing still felt that she should go downstairs to give him an umbrella.

Make up my mind and start rushing to find umbrellas. Qi Juan’s living habits are as good as a soldier, and the things in the cabinet are arranged neatly. Xiao Qing has not found her umbrella for a long time. Looking back, she caught sight of the suitcase sent by Shen Junze, Xiao Qing had a clue, walked over and opened the zipper of the box, and she saw her favorite umbrella with a white pattern on the sky blue background. Put it away and put it in the corner of the box.

Xiao Qing originally just wanted to try her luck, but when she opened it, she found that all her most frequently used things had been sorted and classified by Shen Jun, and filled a box full of them... I was taken aback, suddenly feeling a little sour in her heart.

——No one has ever treated her so carefully.

Even her parents didn’t care what kind of clothes she likes to wear, what kind of umbrella she likes to use, and where the painting materials she cares most about... At this time, she looked at the box that Shen Jun sent. All the familiar things suddenly moved a little, as if the softest string in my heart was gently moved, and the subtle sound spread slowly with aftertaste.

However, when I think of the dance party that day, my back feels cold again. His world is completely unfamiliar to her. When he was calmly speaking on the stage where the lights were gathered, she could only stare up in the crowd. In reputation, she is his wife, but in fact, she is just a chess piece.

Her mood fluctuated, but within the last ten seconds, Xiao Qing frowned and entangled a bit, and felt that she was completely unnecessary to entangle this. She exhaled and quickly condensed her messy thoughts. She stopped thinking about it and picked up her umbrella. Rushed downstairs.

Shen Jun was on the phone in the corridor, and suddenly saw Xiao Qing rushing down, the speed was like a race.

He lowered his voice and rushed to the other end of the phone and said, "I'll call you later." He hung up the phone in a hurry, walked behind Xiao Qing who was looking around, and asked softly: "Why, what happened?" Like being chased by a wolf, is it a fire in the house?

Xiao Qing heard the voice, turned her head, smiled brightly: "Ah, you really haven't left... Are you here to hide from the rain?"

"Oh, I just called my brother." Shen Jun replied lightly.

"Ajie? What's wrong with him?" Xiao Qing couldn't help but raise her voice a bit because of nervousness. That **** boy, twenty-year-old man, twelve-year-old IQ. Wouldn't it cause trouble again and be taught by grandpa?

Shen Jun was a little curious about her caring for Shen Junjie, and couldn't help but glanced at her questioningly, "Ajie, he...has nothing to do, saying he wants to return to China to participate in the shooting of a TV series."

"Taking a TV series?" Xiao Qing was surprised. "He is acting in a comedy, right?"

"Yes." Shen Jun affirmed Xiao Qing's guess with a serious face. After a moment of silence, he said, "By the way, you go downstairs to find me, what's the matter?"

"Hey, this...umbrella, here you are." Xiao Qing took out the umbrella from behind, as if throwing a hot potato, quickly stuffed the umbrella into his hand.

Shen Jun couldn't help but startled.

Seeing the umbrella that suddenly appeared in her hand, the handle of the umbrella was warmed by her. The heat spread from the palm to the heart, and the softest part of the heart was touched. Did she deliberately run downstairs to give him an umbrella? When was the consciousness so high? Is this too unreal?

Shen Jun couldn't help but glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "You...you came downstairs to give me an umbrella?"

"Yeah." Xiao Qing lowered her head embarrassedly, staring at her bare feet in slippers, contrasting with his brightly polished leather shoes, it felt so funny, she couldn't help but move her feet back and whispered. , "The rain is so heavy, don't you still have to go to work? Go ahead, be late...not so good."

Shen Jun did not speak, but looked at her quietly.

The thunder outside resounded across the sky, shook people’s eardrums humming, and occasionally rain water was swept into the eaves by strong winds, making the narrow corridors dark and damp, and the faces of both of them were covered with a layer of wet water vapor. Even his sight seemed hazy.

Standing close together, each other's breath is mixed together, just under the eaves, the two of them are only half a meter apart, hiding from the rain together.

This is a scene that would not even appear in a dream. Quiet and peaceful like never before.

Since their marriage, the two have disliked each other, either arguing loudly, ignoring each other, or cursing secretly. They can stay together quietly and peacefully for less than ten minutes at a time.

But at this moment, neither of them suddenly wanted to break this rare silence.

No matter how heavy the rain outside or how cold the wind is, this small space that belongs only to them is particularly warm and heartwarming at this moment.

——Perhaps because of the coat he just put on, she didn't feel cold at all.

——Perhaps because the umbrella in his hand was still carrying her warm body temperature, he actually felt that his whole body was warmed up.

Xiao Qing couldn't help but look up, just to meet Shen Jun's deep gaze. There was another thunder in the ear, but it couldn't cover the violent shock inside.

Those eyes, gentle, as if looking at the most cherished baby...

Is he looking at her? How could he...

Xiao Qing was so nervous that she was at a loss, she heard Shen Jun sigh lightly, stretched out her hand, raised her chin, and lowered her voice, "Xiao Qing..."

"Ok?"

"thank you."

The face in front of my eyes grew bigger and bigger, and then my lips suddenly warmed——

It's just a simple kiss, it's a touch, and the moment you can touch it, the temperature on his lips, the smell of rain, and the breath that belongs to him that surrounds him, makes Xiao Qing kind of instantly drawn out of the air. The feeling of suffocation, even the heartbeat stopped for so long.

Obviously this is not the first time I kissed him. The long kiss at the wedding challenged the record, the deep kiss after that drunk...Either time, it was much more sensational and longer than this time, but today I don’t know what happened. There is the kind of palpitations that the first love girl was kissed by her sweetheart for the first time.

No, her heart is about to pop out...

Shen Jun closed it as soon as he saw it. After a soft kiss, he let go of Xiao Qing, without taking any further action.

Xiao Qing's face turned red all of a sudden.

The hot temperature remaining on her lips and the strong breath of a mature man still made her scalp numb.

Thank you? After saying thank you and then kissing, what's the matter? This **** is clearly taking advantage of her. Is she going to answer "you're welcome"? Also, what is he thanking, thanking her for giving the umbrella, or...

Xiao Qing's heart became a mess. What's more terrifying is that she actually felt that the kiss just now felt pretty good, so she wasn't angry at all, and didn't want to scold him to spoil this rare warm atmosphere.

——It doesn’t matter if you are taken advantage of.

Xiao Qing just comforted herself.

Shen Jun looked at her cramped and nervous appearance, couldn't help but smile, stretched out her hand to straighten her soft hair, and whispered: "Wait for me to pick you up."

After that, he took a deep look at her, then held up the umbrella, turned and walked quickly into the rain.