Until school was over in the afternoon, Nan Jingyuan was lying on the desk, thinking about whether it was right for him to do this.
Zhao Yutang picked up his schoolbag and saw that Nan Jingyuan hadn't moved yet, so he pushed him.
"Brother Nan, aren't you leaving? Aren't you going to find those grandsons from No. 2 Middle School today? I must beat them to a pulp and let them call them grandpa."
The boy's High-spirited and arrogant.
Wang Hu still couldn't stand Zhao Yutang's shameless appearance, so he kicked Zhao Yutang on the butt, barely able to look at him.
Zhao Yutang still looked like a silly son of a landlord, and had no idea why he was kicked again.
"Brother Nan, are you in a bad mood?"
Nan Jingyuan didn't say a word, but Wang Hu was like a roundworm in his stomach, knowing all his emotions.
Wang Hu's eyes were so calm that there was no wave, but his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.
"No, let's go."
Standing up, his eyes were still the same deep, as if the person with the pain in his eyes just now was not him.
When walking on the road with Zhao Yutang and Wang Hu, the heavy rain outside was still falling, and there was no sign of it.
These things are not very important to Nan Jingyuan.
He rushed into the rain without any hesitation. He was a wolf walking alone in this world. No one would stay too long, and everyone would eventually leave.
Wang Hu and Zhao Yutang knew that Nan Jingyuan never held an umbrella or walked quickly when it rained. He was just like him on a sunny day.
The girl looked at Nan Jingyuan's back walking in the rain and couldn't help but frowned. Although she was very unhappy, they were not even ordinary friends now.
"Zhaozhao, it's raining too much today, just go home."
These days, Qiao Lele knows that her beautiful best friend will follow Nan Jingyuan for a while every day , but the rain today was too heavy, as if a piece of the sky was missing to release the flood, and I was a little worried that something might happen to her.
Song Zhaoning also had a look of embarrassment on her fair and tender face. She smiled at Qiao Lele, said "I'll see you tomorrow" and left.
She knew that there was no way she could leave Nan Jingyuan alone, even if he didn't know how to cherish his body.
He followed behind them with an umbrella, not too far away but not too close.
It was raining heavily, and the girl's body was very thin. Her slender body was no match for such a heavy rain. She was shaking left and right with the umbrella, unable to support herself.
They were getting further and further away from Song Zhaoning's sight.
This made Song Zhaoning feel more and more anxious. Even if he was soaked, he still wanted to follow Nan Jingyuan.
But how could her small body and cat-like strength be able to catch up with Nan Jingyuan, who walked quickly and quickly.
In the past, Nan Jingyuan deliberately slowed down his pace to give Song Zhaoning a chance to keep up with him, but today it was raining so heavily that Nan Jingyuan felt that it was impossible for such a delicate little princess to follow him anymore. .
Moreover, Nan Jingyuan was very irritable today, almost going crazy.
Finally, when they could no longer be seen, Song Zhaoning couldn't hold back her emotions.
The rain continued to fall, and the chilly rain fell on the girl's body and into her hair.
Looking around, it was pitch black without even a streetlight. When following Nan Jingyuan, she always followed with such a blurry figure.
But today she was the only one on this dark path, and there was even more invisible fear around her.
Song Zhaoning's little face turned pale because of fear. She looked very embarrassed after being caught in the rain. Her hair was messy and dripping with water. Her school uniform was soaked and stuck tightly to her body. On the body, the pants are still full of mud spots.
It’s not as neat and tidy as before.
Normally she would not tolerate herself being so sloppy, but now Song Zhaoning only had infinite fear in her heart.
Shivering, he held the umbrella and walked forward.
Here, Nan Jingyuan was always in a bad mood, and he didn't notice that his little tail was missing.
Wang Hu discovered that the little girl who often followed them was no longer behind them.
He pushed up his glasses elegantly and said:
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"Brother Nan, our little tail seems to be missing."
Just such a sentence brought Nan Jingyuan back to his senses.
"What? Is she following?"
Before Wang Hu could speak, he walked quickly to the back.
"There will be no fighting today. You can go back."
With one sentence, the second lieutenant colonel was let go.
Nan Jingyuan's steps became bigger and bigger, and then he started running. It was obvious that he was really anxious.
He looked nervous and scared, all because of this person, which affected his whole body's emotions.
Nan Jingyuan's heart seemed to be burned when he saw the girl struggling to hold an umbrella not far away, looking miserable.
It is sour and astringent, like unripe fruit.
His eyes were slightly red. At this moment, he wanted to drop everything and hug his little tail.
Of course he did.
He quickly came to Song Zhaoning and hugged her tightly in his arms without saying a word. Now he just wanted to hold his light.
Song Zhaoning, whose nerves were in a tense state, was almost scared to death when she was hugged. Soon she smelled the unique smell of Nan Jingyuan, which made her relax a little.
"Nan Jingyuan, is that you?"
Song Zhaoning's voice was filled with cautious fear.
"It's me, it's me, don't be afraid."
Nan Jingyuan's deep and depressed voice sounded above Song Zhaoning's head. He was blaming himself for being afraid, not daring to think about what happened to her. Hold on to yourself and don't be afraid to follow step by step.
After hearing the familiar voice, Song Zhaoning finally couldn't control her emotions.
"Why did you come here?"
This sentence was full of tears, which made Nan Jingyuan's heart almost burst and he felt so distressed.
How come there is such a sweet little girl?
Nan Jingyuan hugged Song Zhaoning and coaxed her carefully, for fear of disturbing this sweet little princess.
"I'm late, I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao, please don't cry?"
The rain became heavier and heavier. Nan Jingyuan held an umbrella with one hand and held Song Zhao Ning with the other. He held her in his arms, using his own body temperature to warm the girl's cold body.
Nan Jingyuan took Song Zhaoning back to his home. He was afraid that Song Zhaoning would dislike her, so he carried her directly to the bedroom.
He never thought that one day he would bring his god home. If he had known, he would have found a place worthy of her instead of this shabby house.
A trace of embarrassment appeared on the boy's face, fearing that he would be rejected by the girl.
Song Zhaoning didn't notice where this place was at all, she just kept hugging Nan Jingyuan and didn't let go. This time she was really scared.
Apparently the boy also noticed this. He carefully put the girl on the sofa and sat down himself.
"Zhao Zhao is obedient, let's take a hot bath, okay? Otherwise you'll get sick. Can I make you a bowl of ginger tea?"
This is Nanjing The tenderness hidden deep in Yuan's heart was limited to Song Zhaoning.
Song Zhaoning knew that she should take a shower, but there was still no way to eliminate the fear in her heart, so she could only hold on to her source of security.
The girl's face was pale, and her body was shaking constantly because she was soaked, but she still didn't let go of Nan Jingyuan.
"No, I'm afraid."
After coaxing her for a long time, Song Zhaoning went into the bathroom to take a shower.