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painting with the wind

Follow the wind into painting

Lai Xiaolan asked for leave for about ten days inexplicably. Bai Qianqiu and Guan Hang didn't know the reason, but they could guess that it was probably related to what she said about Chen Yimo's departure.

Because of the reason why Gu Qingli came to school, Bai Qianqiu didn't want to cause more trouble, let alone create problems for Guan Hang, so she never went to Guan Hang's office again. Usually when Guan Hang asked her to go to dinner or go out with her, she would find reasons to refuse.

Already.

In the past ten days, in addition to attending classes, Bai Qianqiu went to the library to read books in her free time. She would still go to the literary club for a while in the afternoon, and stayed in the dormitory in her spare time. She was like a homebody.

Occasionally, Guan Hang would go to the place where he worked in the literary club a few times on the pretext of inspecting work. Every time he went, the people below would work hard and prepare carefully, not daring to make any mistakes. Therefore, he could not go there often. Probably

It only lasted two or three days. When he was there, he would sometimes find opportunities to talk to Bai Qianqiu, but sometimes he wouldn't say a word and would only make eye contact with each other before leaving with satisfaction.

Such days lasted for more than ten days. Bai Qianqiu counted the time when Lai Xiaolan would leave every day, and missed her very much, hoping that she would come back quickly and end this solitary life as soon as possible.

On this day, the originally sunny weather changed suddenly, and the bright sun was shrouded by dark clouds. In just a few minutes, strong winds blew up and heavy rain fell.

Bai Qianqiu ran from the side with her book in her arms and her neck hunched, and ducked under a big tree to hide from the rain.

She had just borrowed a book from the library and planned to go back to the dormitory to read it. It started to rain suddenly when she was walking halfway. There was no small shop selling umbrellas around, and even if there was a small shop, she didn't have any money with her.

Bai Qianqiu wiped the rain from her face under the tree, shook her slightly wet ponytail, and carefully looked around. Her current location was the same distance back to the library and the dormitory. Not far to the south was a small room.

It is a very enjoyable thing to have a cup of coffee and some snacks in a small Western snack bar, but it is a place frequented by wealthy students. At this time, there were actually many people standing, and it seemed that there were no more people under the small corridor.

It's hard to squeeze out other people.

In fact, she was not too far from the dormitory. She just ran a few roads and arrived. The heavy rain had a tendency to get heavier and heavier, and the large trees that were not very dense could not withstand the penetration of the rain. Bai Qianqiu was wearing a thick sweater, but

Still feeling a dampness on her shoulders, she looked sideways and saw that a large area had been soaked in scattered patches.

Winter has just passed, and the early spring rain still carries a chill that cannot be underestimated.

She shuddered, raised her hand to wipe the rainwater from her forehead, looked at the rainwater on her hands, frowned, and muttered in annoyance: "Hey, I should have brought an umbrella with me if I had known, what could I say?"

What if it rains? What should I do if the borrowed book gets wet?" She wiped the water on her hands on her waist, and after wiping them dry, she carefully tightened the borrowed book on her stomach and stamped it.

I stomped off my wet boots, bent over and lowered my head, intending to rush out into the rain and run back to my dormitory. If I saw a shelter from the rain on the road, I would take shelter.

There were many students running wildly on the road, some running to the library, some running to the dormitories, and some running to the crowded cafe to the south. She gritted her teeth and stood on tiptoe to start, in a daze

, in the hazy rain and mist, there was a handsome figure rushing straight towards her through the raging heavy rain. The valuable windbreaker on his body had not yet been zipped up, and as he ran, it bulged like a

He didn't have time to pull up the sail, so he just held it tightly and wrapped it tightly, and continued to run towards her. His posture was as dignified and elegant as usual, and he followed the wind into the painting.

Bai Qianqiu paused and clenched the book in her arms... It was Senior Guan Hang.

In just a few seconds, Guan Hang stepped on the rain and ran from the cafe so far away to Bai Qianqiu. He stood under the big tree, his breath a little unsteady, but he still smiled slightly at Bai Qianqiu.


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