"At 7:23 and 6 seconds tonight, my mother was very angry because I came home from school three minutes later than usual."

"She's going to eat my potted plants, and..."

"hair?"

…

On the classroom window of Class 4, Grade 3, the familiar thin rain kept beating on the glass, leaving blurred lines.

There was a loud roar of thunder.

Occasionally, one or two lightning bolts pierce the sky, brightening the dark cloudy sky and reflecting on the accumulated water on the road...

In the last row by the window.

A thin figure just sat quietly.

He turned the ballpoint pen between his fingers and looked through the slightly stained window.

Visible to the eye.

A colorful umbrella was put up at the school gate, and people in school uniforms were walking bustlingly. Some taxis passed by, picked up people, marked them as guests and left the place.

In a somewhat dark classroom.

Qianye turned his gaze back to the remaining students in the classroom, who were all packing their schoolbags.

He thought for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at the various textbooks and exercises on his desk...

"Tsk."

He didn't know what the so-called complaint was.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch.

The current time is 6:42 pm...

Classroom corner.

The naughty students scrawled large and small words with pens, clinging to the wall that was mottled due to moisture...

The blackboard also contains dense chalk writing written by the teacher during previous classes.

The desks and chairs are arranged in a messy manner.

The unwashed mop was leaning casually behind the classroom door...

Other students also packed their things.

Was planning to leave.

"Qianye-san, you have to do a lot of hygiene today! Come on!"

One of the taller male classmates turned around and said to Qianye.

Perhaps because it was too empty, the male classmates' voices left some echoes in the corridor.

Qianye didn't answer.

Still sitting quietly in his seat, watching them leave.

In the entire dark classroom.

He was the only one left...

He took out a piece of scratch paper from the desk drawer and calculated the time it would take him to get home.

After scribbling some, Qianye tore off a corner of the draft paper, folded it and put it in his pocket.

After doing this, he stretched a little, then stood up and picked up the large dark green bag placed under the desk.

Before leaving,

He took away the potted plant that had been placed on his desk...

On duty?

He was not originally from here.

Whoever you love will do it.

…

…

The rain is still falling.

But it's a little smaller than before.

In front of the teaching building, a girl carrying a schoolbag and wearing a school uniform was hiding from the rain under the eaves. After seeing Qianye, she walked up unhappily, and then naturally took Qianye's arm.

"Brother, do those Lin Xiong guys ask you to clean up for them again?" The girl looked very unhappy. From her tone, it seemed that this happened not once or twice.

"No."

Qianye replied calmly.

This answer obviously made the girl even more unhappy, and she grabbed Qianye's arm.

"You lied to me again. I heard them chatting when they went downstairs."

"I said you come to me and I will follow you to deal with them. Why can't you remember it every time?"

After Qianye heard this, he lowered his head and looked at his sister.

It's not much different from the description in the novel he got.

She is a sweet-looking girl who always cares about him.

It was also his sister who waited for him to go home with him every day after school after discovering that he was being bullied.

If I remember correctly.

My sister's name should be Qian Xixi...

"I didn't help them clean up. I just wanted to wait for the rain to lighten up before it comes down again."

Chino explained.

But he realized that no matter how he explained it, Xixi wouldn't believe him.

Qian Xixi sighed. It was not that she had never thought about taking the initiative to help her brother deal with those guys, but she also knew that every time she went to help Qianye vent her anger,

Said that Qianye is a big boy, but he still relies on his sister for help.

If you want to do this.

Qianye will be even more embarrassed among classmates...

Xixi also understands her brother's temperament and basically won't tell her anything.

She only found out last month.

What can she do about this?

I can only wait for him to go home after school every day,

When he and his brother are together, those people will be more restrained.

After all, they knew that they would not be as weak as their brother, so they kept silent and at least told the teacher and dean.

Parents won’t do this if they don’t want to be invited…

"Did you bring your umbrella?"

Qianye didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore. He turned his head and asked Xixi.

Xixi shook her head.

She has no habit of checking the weather forecast and often forgets to bring an umbrella.

"I'm afraid this umbrella isn't enough for the two of us. Let's take a taxi." Qianye pointed to the black umbrella in his hand and glanced at the heavy rain outside.

"Ah, I don't think the rain is very heavy. It should be enough."

Xixi said, she turned her head and looked at Qianye, feeling a little confused.

Their family's finances are managed by their mother...

Since mothers always have the idea that "their children must be raised poor," generally speaking, they do not have pocket money.

Although this kind of taxi-taking behavior may seem normal to others, it is relatively rare for the Chino brothers and sisters.

"Take a taxi so you don't get wet."

Qianye said.

After saying that, he handed the potted plant in his hand to Xixi, held up his umbrella, and led her out of the school gate.

Xixi didn't understand why her brother had become so squeamish. It was raining heavily outside, but Qianye's umbrella was not too small, so he wouldn't get wet.

Qianye did not force an explanation.

The first time he and Xixi got into the taxi, they glanced at the clock on the master's taxi.
To be continued...