Monday, the sky is cloudy and the air is a little moist
Walking into the campus, Li Qingye was still wearing the neat black and white school uniform, without any fancy dress.
"Qingye, come here quickly, someone is here to treat that sycamore tree!"
Before she even entered the campus, her friend called her and shouted into her ear.
She hurried to class, threw down her schoolbag and ran towards the old playground.
By the time she arrived at the playground, many people had gathered around her. Although this old playground is semi-abandoned, there are still many people who come here to read and play in their spare time. Of course, there are many people who care about this sycamore tree. You must know that this sycamore tree is unusual. In a sense, it is the symbol of this sycamore college.
"Hey, Xiaona, what did they say?" she asked a classmate who came first.
"Ah, it seems that this sycamore tree has a disease that is difficult to cure. If it is not treated in time, it will not survive What a pity. Will it die?"
"No way? It was fine a few days ago."
"How do I know? That's what the expert said." As she spoke, the female classmate pointed to a middle-aged man standing side by side with the principal under the sycamore tree. The man was slightly fat and stout. His round face looked very kind, and his head was somewhat bald and very shiny.
"Is that him? I heard someone said he's from the Forestry Bureau."
"Yes, the principal invited me."
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"Mr. Jiang, do you think this sycamore tree is hopeless?"
"Ah, there's nothing I can say." Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It should be said that if you want to save it, the gap between investment and gain is really big. I don't agree with continuing to treat this sycamore here, because if you want to save it, The cost of one plant is far less than treatment.¡±
"That's it. If that's the case, then let's change it according to your wishes."
"I'm just talking based on the situation here. I still need to find other experts to confirm."
"How could it be possible? We are all old classmates. Of course I believe you!"
¡°Haha, it¡¯s only at this time that you think of me, an old classmate.¡±
"What did you say? I was busy before. I will contact you often in the future."
Under the attention of the surrounding students, Principal Luo and Expert Jiang had a pleasant conversation.
The third class in the afternoon, because it was a political class, Aoba, like most of his classmates, lay softly on the table. The classroom is located on the fifth floor of the third teaching building. Aoba's seat is by the window. From here, he can just see the sycamore tree outside the window. It's not noticeable from the ground, but from a height, yellow spots have appeared on the top of the sycamore tree, losing its previous vitality.
"Replace it? Where will this kind of tree be moved?" Qingye tilted his head slightly and looked at the sycamore tree in a daze.
The expert said that it can still be saved, so it should be transferred to a place convenient for treatment, right?
It might be a deep forest with better air, or some kind of botanical research institute.
"Qingye, come and read this paragraph!" The middle-aged politics teacher randomly selected someone on the list, and Qingye, who was not lucky enough, was selected. Really, this is purely a matter of probability. It is definitely not a matter of the teacher paying special attention to her when he saw Aoba looking out the window, even if he walked past her several times without reacting!
"Huh? Ah, yes"
Aoba, who was distracted, found a long paragraph in the textbook after being reminded by his classmates, and began to read it aloud in a low voice.
Her voice is not loud, but it is clear and crisp, which makes people feel comfortable.
¡°Boom boom boom!!!!¡± Muffled thunder rolled past the window, and the dark classroom suddenly lit up.
¡°Wow, it¡¯s raining, did you bring an umbrella?¡±
"No, who knew it would rain today."
"Idiots, you don't even check the weather forecast when you go out. Haha, it's going to rain now and you have to go home. What a tragedy." A guy who thought he had foresight raised his umbrella and started to laugh at the group.
"idiot!"
"Stupid cat, do you know that you are seeking death!!!"
¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s okay, my dad will drive to pick me up,¡± the other person said calmly, but received looks of disdain from people around him. He suddenly felt so hurt, and retorted loudly with a red face: "Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm very stressed! If you have the ability, don't ask your family to pick you up, let's see how you go back!!"
While Qingye was reading aloud, the already gloomy sky suddenly dropped and a sudden rain fell.
Summer days, baby faces, change at will.
After reading, Qingye sat down and looked at his school bag.I have an umbrella, and then I look at the classmates who don¡¯t have umbrellas around me. She sat quietly, with a slight smile on her face and a little joy. She was looking forward to what would happen next.
As I said, I never considered myself a good boy.
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"Go home, maybe Rin is not angry anymore?"
¡°¡Ah, as expected, I still get angry!¡±
Under this sudden thunderstorm, the light in Fenghua City was very dark in the middle of the night. The falling raindrops splashed from the ground again after falling, and the broken raindrops formed a thin layer of mist on the asphalt road. Such a scene has a hint of fascination in the hazy atmosphere. It is rainy and cold, elegant and ethereal.
Of course, there are some disadvantages to this location!
If she were in her own room, she could hug her favorite pillow and admire it quietly behind the window.
Ling Ning wiped the rain that was gathering on her face, and then twisted her wet hair.
"Ah, you really shouldn't have sneaked out. Now it's better, you don't even have a place to live." Ling Ning, who was disappointed, sat in an empty bus booth. She looked blankly at the taxis coming and going.
It¡¯s so late the people in the car should be going home. On this rainy day, the happiest thing is to have a hot meal in a warm and dry home, and then enjoy the rainy scenery of Fenghua City with a cup of fragrant tea.
"It's really good"
Just when Ning was sighing, a gust of wind passed by, the maple trees around her swayed, and the dead leaves were mixed with huge water droplets, which showered her all over. She tightened her clothes and leaned to the side. Because she is a zombie, she is not afraid of colds. But it¡¯s really not good to have such sticky, wet and cool clothes on your body!
It has been more than a week since I came out. Ning, who had made sufficient preparations, should not have been so miserable.
However, things are not always perfect. Last night, when Ling Ning went to the comic exhibition, she got excited about shopping. It was not until she was about to leave that she discovered that her wallet had disappeared Hum, the guy who found the wallet was kind enough to send it to the lost and found office. The ID card and everything else are intact!
But more importantlythe money inside is gone.
As for the hotelif you have no money, of course you have to leave!
What should I do otherwise?
At this time, Ling Ning was debating whether to return to the Secretariat.
"If I go back, I will definitely be scolded! And this guy Xiaoli will definitely laugh at me."
The sound of rain became heavier and heavier, and the big raindrops hit Ling Ning's face hard, and the coldness seemed to penetrate her heart.
"But if you don't go back, taking a shower like this is not an option, right? Go back, or you'll get scolded by Rin"
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On a rainy day, if you bring an umbrella but no one else does, is there anything more interesting than this?
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¡®You haven¡¯t noticed such an obvious cloud today. Alas, you are careless. You really underestimate the world. ¡¯ Looking at those careless male and female classmates running wildly in the rain with their heads covered, Aoba held an umbrella with a leisurely attitude.
She deliberately slowed down her pace and walked leisurely in the rain.
Of course, due to the moral issues of her deskmate, she still sent Xue Xue to the school gate first, where her father¡¯s car was waiting for her.
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She followed Qingyue¡¯s footsteps and came to the foot of the sycamore tree.
Silently holding the umbrella, just quietly staring at this different college scenery.
People hesitate at the door of the teaching building, people carrying schoolbags and clothes, running wildly in the rain. People in small groups, crowded under an umbrella maybe laughing or frustrated, it was a very interesting scene in her opinion.
She said that she has never been a good child.
It¡¯s a wonderful feeling to stand in a safe position and watch others hesitate and struggle in the face of various difficulties
Someone was running by, Qingye lowered his umbrella, but a snicker appeared at the corner of his mouth.
¡®Haha, as expected, this is the time when you can most forget your worries and be happy. ¡¯
"You think, isn't this interesting?" She said to herself inexplicably under the plane tree: "Well, this incident reminds us that we must be prepared for things in the future and not be careless like those guys. This way we can watch them Worry about your worries, rather than the ridiculous look they see when you hesitate"
Qingye turned around and raised her umbrella. She looked at some windows in the teaching building, where there were always people looking out.
"Of course, except for these guys who are determined to wait for rescue in the classroom - how boring!"
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The time is getting late, and the staff in the college have alsoReduced, Aoba slowly walked out of the school holding an umbrella.
She walked very lightly, and with every step she took, there were only a few drops of water splashing. It was just the car that sped by and splashed with rain that made her unhappy. Of course, there were also people waiting for the rescue to be successful and showing off to her in the car. She curled her lips slightly.
Showing off is boring.
In Wutong College, in terms of wealth, she can definitely be said to be the most affluent person.
But this comparison is too boring, isn't it?
??Maybe she has too much money, and she has no idea about such things. .
Home, that villa is so big that it¡¯s scary, with empty rooms, old rooms, and unpopular rooms.
However, a home with only one person is still too lonely.
No, that¡¯s not right! It's the same when mom and dad are at home, right At breakfast, the first thing mom asks is dad's opinion. When I go out, my father first asks my mother for her opinion.
The two of them only have eyes for each other. Is this love? It¡¯s so good.
Really, she really didn¡¯t think there was anything wrong with it.
This kind of love looks beautiful, doesn¡¯t it?
When it comes to love, this is the most beautiful thing. When she wants to get married, she must find someone like her parents, the kind of guy who only cares about herself Of course, I will try my best to only have you in my eyes.
With this thought in mind, she had already arrived at the bus stop.
Hazy in the rain, there seemed to be a figure at the bus booth.
The rain was too heavy and I couldn¡¯t see clearly.
¡°You can only see that the man¡¯s originally wide and white T-shirt has long been wet and stuck tightly to his body.
Getting closer, Qingye looked up and down. She looked a little embarrassed because of being exposed to the rain, but her exquisite and convex figure was hidden by the loose clothes. Although she was curled up, her full chest was The curve made Li Qingye feel a little sad.
¡®Ah, I have to say, this guy has a really good figure. ¡¯
Qingye is not very interested in imitating Lei Feng and doing good deeds. This is how this society is. There is always a shortage of kind people, and there is always a shortage of bad people. Of course, the most common ones are passers-by like her. She passed by as usual, simply watching, without any malice or kindness.
She simply witnessed this scene, compared it with herself, and then felt satisfied in her heart with her behavior of carrying an umbrella.
In a daze, she focused her eyes on the cartoon pattern on the white T-shirt. That wasan angel?
Does it look familiar?
know?
It seems that I have some impression
correct!
¡°Oops, I¡¯m the worst person ever!
Qingye hurriedly ran over and held the umbrella to the man.
¡®It seems that I have thought about a lot of very rude things. . ¡¯
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"Hey, we meet again."
The guy with the enviable figure raised his head and showed her a bright smile.
¡°¡Well, I¡¯m sorry¡±
After holding up an umbrella for her, Qingye bowed politely and thanked her: "Thank you for saving me."
"It's nothing~" Ning combed the hair stuck to her face, smiled and looked at the girl who was wearing a black and white school uniform and standing in front of her with some restraint: "Don't be in a daze on the way."
"Um."
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"Going home?" After a while, the man asked in a low voice
"Um."
There was silence. The meeting between the two seemed not as special as imagined. Qingye tried hard to find a topic in his heart, but didn't know what to say The person in front of him was soaked by the rain and was in a very embarrassed state.
Why?
Why can she smile so brightly, like a bright and warm tomorrow in a clear sky?
"Umif you don't have an umbrella, can I take you home?"
"Forget it." The man shook his head to Qingye's surprise: "I don't want to go home yet."
¡°Then, go to my house tonight, I¡¯m the only one at home, no one will bother you.¡±
¡°¡I always feel embarrassed.¡±
¡°It¡¯s me who should be embarrassed, I didn¡¯t thank you properly last time~¡±
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Out of consideration for the bad situation he was in, Ning agreed.
After all, getting soaked in the rain here is not an option. No matter good or bad, you have to go somewhere, right?
?With a small umbrella, the two people left slowly.
"Let me get the umbrella." Looking at the girl holding the umbrella and trying to hold it up, Ning suggested in a low voice
¡°Hmm~¡± Another setback~
Qingye feels that he should drink more milk in the future.
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"Fate is so magical. It only takes one moment to meet each other and start a new story"
Not far away, watching the two people walking into the rain, Xiao Lin left quietly.
"I'll let you play for a few more days, you troublemaker."
These days, she has appeared beside Ning many times, in places where Ling Ning didn't pay attention.
Under the dim street lights, the light blue embroidered bamboo umbrella whistled softly under the rain, making a clicking sound