Cold fingers were attached to her wrist. Before Chu Yu could react, she grabbed her wrist and pulled her away.
It was pouring rain, and the three people ran to the pavilion in the heavy rain.
Nan Qing held each other's hands, and Chu Yu had no trouble keeping up with her pace. Zhong Ranran was so frightened just now that her legs were a little weak, so she was almost always pulled by Nan Qing.
When they got inside the pavilion, they were all a little wet.
Nan Qing was out of breath from running and was so tired that he rested on a pillar. His originally fair and tender face was now bright red.
Chu Yu looked at the schoolbag on her back, stretched out his hand to lift it, and motioned for her to put the schoolbag down.
Nan Qing let go of her hand, and Chu Yu helped her take down her schoolbag and put it on a clean chair aside.
Nan Qing was about to say thank you, but when he saw Chu Yu, he immediately smiled: "Chu Yu, you look like a pitiful little boy like this."
Poor little boy, Chu Yu looked puzzled. The boy's face was sickly red, and his hair was still wet now. He looked really pitiful.
Chu Yuan looks like a pitiful little girl on the outside, but her eyes are very bright, especially when looking at her.
"You yourself are not much better." Chu Yu said softly, then lowered his head and took out a tissue from his pocket, took out a piece of paper and wiped her bangs and forehead directly.
This action was a bit intimate, and Chu Yu felt nervous when doing it, but he found that she did not hide, nor did her expression change, but instead raised her head so that he could wipe it easier.
A smile flashed in Chu Yu's eyes, and he carefully wiped her wet bangs.
Nan Qing stretched out his hand: "Chu Yu, give me some pieces of paper."
Chu Yuan put a new tissue in her hand, and Nan Qing immediately called to the girl next to her: "Here, wipe your hair."
"Thank you." Zhong Ranran took the tissue and then looked around the two of them, seeming to understand something.
The three people sat in the pavilion, waiting for the rain to stop.
Chu Yu helped her dry her bangs. Nan Qing took the initiative and said, "You can't see it yourself, so I'll wipe it for you. You're too tall. Lower your head."
She was too open-minded and didn't think there was anything wrong with helping each other wipe their wet hair?
So in her eyes, he thought she couldn't see, so he helped? Chu Yuan's expression dimmed a little, "No, I'll do it myself."
Chu Yu took out a tissue and wiped his hair casually a few times, then sat down on the side. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone without talking.
The big-hearted girl didn't notice anything was wrong with the boy, and turned to care about the other girl.
"Do you have enough tissues? Do you want me to wipe your hair?"
"That's enough." Zhong Ranran also had a pack of tissues in her pocket.
Nan Qing saw her wiping slowly and said softly, "I'll help you. Sit down."
"Okay, thank you, you are so kind."
When praised by a girl, Jiang Xiaonan would blush shyly and reply in a low voice: "We help each other."
Zhong Ranran looked at Nan Qing, approached and said, "Are you a high school student too?"
"Well, you too?"
"Well, I'm from No. 2 Middle School. You are so beautiful. Which school are you from?"
It is easy for girls to chat. Although Jiang Xiaonan is a bit shy in speaking, her personality is not too shy. Zhong Ranran is more lively, and the two of them chatted happily.
Chu Yuan looked a little left out. During this period, Chu Yuan looked at Jiang Xiaonan several times.
Zhong Ranran noticed Chu Yu's gaze and asked in a low voice: "Are you two on a date today?"
