night.

Thick dark clouds rolled in the sky, covering up the light of the stars and the moon. Occasionally, lightning flashed across the darkness.

The scenery around the river dam looked particularly hazy under the dim street lights, and the trees, farmland, and rivers in the distance seemed to blend into this darkness.

A battery car passed through this scene. Xue Yuantong, who was in the back seat, raised her hand and felt the wind blowing through her fingers. She shouted to Chu Chu who was riding the bicycle:

"The wind is picking up!"

The girl's crisp voice filled the night atmosphere.

Xue Chuchu turned the switch of the car to the maximum, and her hair under the safety helmet fluttered in the wind: "It's going to rain soon."

Xue Yuantong chuckled: "No, Jiang Ning said it won't rain."

‘Just believe him!’ Xue Chuchu was speechless.

Tongtong used to be very independent. When she and Tongtong went out to play together, Tongtong would often make the final decision on where to go, while she would be responsible for filling in the details.

But as she grew older, Tongtong became more and more stupid. She used to be independent, but now she only listens to Jiang Ning's words.

Whatever Jiang Ning says is whatever it is.

Including going out to eat Malatang tonight, the sky has been cloudy since this morning. Although Xue Chuchu was greedy for Malatang, she was worried that it would rain at any time, so she refused at first.

But Tongtong repeatedly said that it would never rain at night, so feel free to come and have dinner.

Xue Chuchu felt that she was bragging. Whether it would rain or not, the weather forecast was not absolutely accurate. For example, the Moji Weather app installed on her mobile phone often made wrong forecasts.

So, why does Tongtong dare to guarantee that it won’t rain?

Because that's what Jiang Ning told her.

Xue Chuchu found it too strange and couldn't believe that Tongtong actually claimed that what Jiang Ning said must be right.

How can it be?

Xue Chuchu admitted that Jiang Ning was very powerful, but predicting the weather was beyond the ability of ordinary people. Those so-called gossips about celestial phenomena were all false.

But Tongtong believed it.

If Jiang Ning hadn't been really nice to Tongtong, she would have thought that Jiang Ning had given Tongtong ecstasy.

Now even if Jiang Ning said that he could fly, Tongtong would still believe it.

With this helpless thought, Xue Chuchu's battery car drove through this section of the river dam and successfully arrived at the bungalow.

She parked the battery car in the main room and put down Tongtong. Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed outside, followed by thunder and a crackling sound.

"It's raining!" Xue Yuantong ran outside to watch the rain fall.

Xue Chuchu turned around, a trace of confusion appeared on her cold face, and murmured in a low voice: "The last second I got home, it happened to rain. Is it luck?"

West side bungalow.

Jiang Ning pulled out the car key and captured this sentence keenly. In the empty room, he smiled softly:

"Mortal, let's see if you dare to question me next time?"

After saying this softly, Jiang Ning's smile gradually faded away. Within the scope of his consciousness, on the asphalt road of Heba, a white Toyota with tough lines drove domineeringly towards the rainy night in the distance.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a young man, his face clearly revealed - Yan Bo.

…

It wasn't until Toyota Overbearing completely disappeared from his consciousness that Jiang Ning took back his consciousness.

'Just in case, let's reinforce Chu Chu's jade pendant protective formation.' Jiang Ning thought to herself.

As for now, decisive action to kill Yan Bo? Jiang Ning is not that bloodthirsty.

Besides, on such a rainy night tonight, he would be happy to stay at home and play games with Tongtong.

…

Night, half past ten.

A duplex villa in the city.

Yan Bo stood under the eaves, looking at the heavy rain. Next to him was a tattooed guy.

Ever since he caught a glimpse of Xue Chuchu's appearance, even the prodigal Yan Bo couldn't help but feel excited. That girl is so beautiful.

Gotta get her!

However, the lives of the two have no intersection at all. After all, one is a student and the other is a member of society.

Xue Chuchu has no other hobbies. Her daily life consists of two things: school and home.

Yan Bo had no chance to strike up a conversation.

It looked like it might rain today, so it was definitely an opportunity. He specially drove his father's car, preparing to be a hero to save Xue Chuchu, who was riding a scooter, when it rained.

As a result, it didn't rain at all.

What was even more disturbing was that Xue Chuchu and Jiang Ning went out together in the evening. Yan Bo even thought they were going to rent a room, and his mentality almost exploded.

Fortunately, it was just a meal.

Yan Bo couldn't wait any longer.

He decided to take the initiative to bring the two of them closer.

After thinking about it, Yan Bo said: "Gouzi, what should I do to you?"

The young man with a tattoo on his neck immediately responded: "Brother Bo is very kind to me."

Gouzi was Yan Bo's former classmate. Both of them did not study well and dropped out of junior high school before finishing junior high school.

Yan Bo's father is the boss, so he learns his skills from his father all day long and enjoys a good life.

Gouzi's father is a migrant worker, so he follows his father to carry bricks at the construction site and endures hardships.

Both have bright futures.

Many years later, Yan Bo started his own business and took Gouzi as his nominal younger brother, and they usually hang out together.

After all, Yan Bo is not the second generation of rich people, and his conditions are not that good. He eats meat, and dogs can only chew bones.

"You go home with her at noon tomorrow, follow her, and then on the way..." Yan Bo told him all about his plan.

When Gouzi heard this, his eyes rolled, and then he pretended to be embarrassed and discussed:

"Brother Bo, you know that my will-o'-the-wisp engine is not good enough and it runs slowly. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up."

"Didn't we see a motorcycle last time? It's very good. It costs 30,000 yuan... Brother Bo, you can definitely afford it."

When Yan Bo heard that he was going to lose money, he frowned. 30,000 yuan was definitely not a small amount, so he refused:

"Don't buy it."

"A few days ago, my brother was riding that motorcycle and broke his leg."

Gouzi's face dropped, and he was unhappy: "Okay."

Yan Bo thought about it and realized that he still needed to win over people's hearts. He said:

"Let's do this. I'll discuss it with my brother, and you can ride his motorcycle."

Gouzi: "Ah?"

…

Thursday morning.

Before morning self-study began, Jiang Yanan went to the back row to chat with Lu Qiqi.

"Qiqi, a boy has been chasing me recently and always sends me messages, but I don't like to reply." Jiang Yanan was worried about this.

She doesn't look as good as Bai Yuxia and Shen Qing'e, but there are a lot of boys chasing after her, and she is often added as a friend for no reason.

Even the people who add her as friends like to hide their identities and don't tell her who they are.

This kind of behavior disgusts Jiang Yanan.

Lu Qiqi: "Bring me the chat records."

Jiang Yanan handed her the phone.

Lu Qiqi read it for a while and sneered: "The man is really interesting. I ask you to pay attention to your body and wear more clothes every day."

Jiang Yanan: "Yes, he loses hair every day, and he made an agreement with me that he will keep doing hair in the future and he will never stop losing hair."

"I didn't reply once, and he told me that replying was a basic social courtesy."

There were usually three or four people who wished her good morning and night, and they often chatted with her. Jiang Yanan didn't want to chat, so she had to reply, which was a waste of time.

Lu Qiqile: "It's so funny. Are you working as a customer service person here?"

She used Jiang Yanan's mobile phone to reply: "Stop sending me these messages. I'm not stupid. How could I not know it's cold?"

"I keep telling me to wear more clothes. If you really care about me: top size L, pants size L, shoes size 38."

Lu Qiqi sent the message so fast that Jiang Yanan had no time to stop it. After clicking send, she also said:
To be continued...