Aries (Campus 1v1)

9

Chapter 9: Wedding in the rain

Chen Jing continued to do the questions, and Ni Qingjia put down his pen and wandered into the corridor.

After a few minutes, she entered the classroom with a cool breeze: "Chen Jing, the rain has subsided."

"good."

Ni Qingjia approached and saw that Chen Jing had only written half of the question, and felt a little guilty: "You finish the calculation, there is no rush."

Chen Jing closed the pen cap: "It's okay."

"It's related." Ni Qingjia pressed his hand and said a little unhappy, "If you want to write, just write."

The back of his hand was held by Ni Qingjia, Chen Jing bent his fingers, and there was only one thought in his mind: her hands were so cold.

Chen Jing nodded.

Ni Qingjia smiled with satisfaction.

From the corner of her eye, Chen Jing followed her withdrew hand and continued to work on the problem.

What Ni Qingjia did to pack her schoolbag, Chen Jing finished writing.

Ni Qingjia waited for Chen Jing to close the door, and opened his mouth to boast: "Chen Jing, you are so handsome in solving problems."

Chen Jing coughed dryly.

go downstairs.

There were puddles of water on the dark ground, reflecting continuous ripples under the reflection of the light.

The sound of the rain sounds small, but the falling water is not small.

Chen Jing stood still, as if thinking.

Ni Qingjia took out an umbrella from her schoolbag as if by magic, and said, "Actually, I brought it."

Because of commuting, Ni Qingjia would keep an umbrella in her bag all year round, and use this umbrella to keep out the sun and rain. The umbrella surface is all black, and a small ornament is hung on the handle of the umbrella, which is a cartoon character she likes.

"Let's go." Ni Qingjia opened the umbrella and called Chen Jing who was in a daze.

Chen Jing shook his head, Ni Qingjia pulled him under the umbrella.

Her umbrella was too small, Ni Qingjia leaned close to Chen Jing, and Chen Jing fled under the umbrella.

"Chen Jing, it's easy to catch a cold in the rain." Ni Qingjia said.

Chen Jing did not escape.

Chen Jing is taller than Ni Qingjia, she needs to raise her hand to hold the umbrella, and when the wind blows, she sways tremblingly from side to side.

Chen Jing whispered, "I'll come."

Holding the slender umbrella handle, deliberately avoiding Ni Qingjia's hand.

Ni Qingjia let go, and turned her sore wrist.

All kinds of signboard lights on the side of the road illuminate the potholed water, like colorful stars falling into the dark river.

The raindrops fell on the umbrella surface crisply, splashing small water droplets, condensing along the way, and falling from Ni Qingjia's side along the umbrella buckle.

The umbrella was tipping in her direction.

"Chen Jing." Ni Qingjia called him.

"Um?"

Chen Jing responded in a daze.

A soft hand quietly climbed onto his wrist, Chen Jing didn't move, the ticking sound above his head synchronized with his heartbeat.

A mist rose from the end of the line of sight, and the rain became heavier.

Her cold fingertips lightly touched the back of his hand, holding Chen Jing's hand in her palm, and straightened the umbrella.

Ni Qingjia said softly, "That's fine."

Chen Jing suddenly didn't dare to look at her.

It seems that the oblique angle is his exposed mind.

When he was dumbfounded, he heard her calling him again.

"Chen Jing." Ni Qingjia raised her eyes and pointed to the front, "Let me use your arm."

There were small puddles accumulated on the left and right, and Ni Qingjia naturally took Chen Jing's arm.

The arm under the school uniform jacket was not thick, but it was as stiff as a rock when held by her.

Ni Qingjia glanced at Chen Jing, smiled and squeezed him: "Are you working out?"

"No……"

"Oh, I don't quite understand." Ni Qingjia thought of a serious question, "Is this a muscle?"

Chen Jing's brain has stopped thinking: "I don't know."

Ni Qingjia joked: "Chen Jing, why do you seem to be stupid."

Chen Jing: "..."

Spring is a season of equality, which imperceptibly stimulates the emotions of all things. Like this rain at night, there are countless threads, endless, unable to escape, unable to hide.

"I'll leave you the umbrella in a while, remember to bring it back and return it to me tomorrow."

"……Need not."

"Your home is far away, you take it."

Chen Jing was silent for a few seconds.

"good."

Outside the umbrella is a vast and wide street, but some people are only greedy for the congestion under the umbrella,

Passing by a wedding shop, there is "Dream Wedding".

Obviously Yu Xiaolu is flat, but her hand still hasn't let go.

Holding him is like walking through a wedding in the rain.

Chen Jing's arm was almost stiff like a prosthesis.