Scum A is not scum [Quick Wear]

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Rong Chu frowned, walked over and called the director, saying that it might rain.

　　The director also noticed the weather was getting dark, and he urgently called back all the staff, and they all hurried down the mountain.

　　No sooner said than done, as soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, bean-sized raindrops began to fall.

　　The mountain wind blew, and the trees swayed. The old lady and the tabby cat stood by the stone wall, holding an umbrella, and looking at the mountain road in the distance.

　　Seeing everyone come back, he breathed a sigh of relief and kept muttering, "It's good that they're back, it's good that they're back."

　　There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and the rain got heavier, pouring down. The sky got darker, and a group of people were huddled in the lobby, shaking off the rain on their bodies, just like a puppy's fur that has been soaked with water, trying hard to shake it off.

　　There were no lights on in the lobby, and a group of people were crowded together, bringing a bit of stuffiness.

　　Rong Chu and Gu Qingyan were lost in the squeeze. Although Rong Chu confirmed that Gu Qingyan came back with her, she felt a little panic at the moment and squinted her eyes to look for her in the dim light.

　　At this moment, another flash of thunder passed by, completely illuminating the room. Someone in the room screamed, and taking advantage of the empty space, Chu found Gu Qingyan, and she squeezed towards Gu Qingyan.

　　A shrill ring suddenly rang in the room, startling everyone.

　　It was like a midnight terror.

　　Someone complained: "Whose phone is this?"

　　"Sorry, it's mine." Gu Qingyan's voice sounded softly. She took out her cell phone and answered it directly. A strange yet familiar voice came from the other end of the line.

　　"Hello, is this Qingyan?"

　　Gu Qingyan stood there in a daze, and Rong Chu grabbed her wrist.

　　"So you are here."

　　Rong Chu's palms were always burning hot, just like her, as if giving Gu Qingyan infinite power.

　　Gu Qingyan's blank mind finally recovered the lost language system.

　　The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be waiting for her answer. The sound of shallow breathing came into Gu Qingyan's ears through the receiver. Gu Qingyan opened her mouth, like a fish short of oxygen. She opened her mouth and breathed for a moment, then closed it tightly and said "hmm" in a low voice.

　　"What's wrong with you?" Rong Chu asked curiously.

　　Her voice came into the receiver, and the person on the other end of the phone asked, "Is there anyone next to you?"

　　Gu Qingyan said "hmm" again, and she seemed unwilling to say anything else.

　　The woman on the other end sounded tired, like a traveler who had been on a long journey. She sighed heavily and said to Gu Qingyan, "I want to see you, Qingyan."

　　"Tomorrow, then."

　　She left the address and hung up the phone, as if to confirm that Gu Qingyan would come.

　　But Gu Qingyan clearly didn't agree to anything.

　　The screen placed on my ear emitted a blinding light, then gradually returned to darkness.

　　Most people in the lobby had left, and apart from the staff who were organizing the equipment, only Rong Chu and Gu Qingyan were left.

　　Rong Chu saw that Gu Qingyan still had the phone next to her ear after answering the call, so she asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you, sister?"

　　Gu Qingyan came back to her senses, and her first reaction was to ask, "Can we go back tomorrow?"

　　Rong Chu was somewhat unhappy with Gu Qingyan's distraught reaction at this moment. She pursed her lips and said, "We had agreed to return tomorrow."

　　Gu Qingyan clenched her fists, and Rong Chu could feel the muscles in her wrists tense.

　　Gu Qingyan licked her lips nervously and said, "I mean, can we go back early?"

　　"Sister, is there something wrong? Is it about work?" Rong Chu asked tentatively.

　　Gu Qingyan looked at her blankly, "No, no, it's..." She said in embarrassment: "It's just a personal matter."

　　"Can't you tell me?" Rong Chu lowered his eyes.

　　What private matter? Just a phone call made her lose her soul.

　　Gu Qingyan stammered, "No, no...it's just, it's just..."

　　She didn't know how to explain, so she asked again: "Can you go back early tomorrow?"

　　Rong Chu whispered, "I don't know, you have to ask the director."

　　Gu Qingyan panicked again. Her mind was in a mess. She looked at Rong Chu for help, "Can you help me ask?"

　　Rong Chu sighed, "Okay."

　　She paused, "But you have to tell me first, what is the matter that makes you rush back so urgently?"

　　The rain outside seemed to be getting lighter. The weather changed suddenly, just like a child's temper. It came and went as quickly as it came.

　　It was not convenient to talk here, so Rong Chu dragged Gu Qingyan to the back eaves of the house.

　　It rains a lot here in the summer, so the eaves are built very steeply, leaving just enough space for one person to stand under the eaves to keep out the rain.

　　The mountain wind blew in, and the rain drifted in with the wind. There was actually a small vegetable garden behind the house, growing pleasing green crops.

　　The two stood at the back of the house, facing each other.

　　Rong Chu looked at Gu Qingyan. Her shoulders were wet from the rain, her hair was wet too, and she looked confused and helpless.

　　Gu Qingyan was a little nervous for some reason. She seemed to have difficulty speaking, and bit her lip anxiously and said, "Just now, it was my mother who called. She asked me to meet her."

　　After saying that, she lowered her head.

　　Rong Chu suddenly felt relieved. She coughed twice to make her voice sound less joyful. "Then I'll ask the director for you."

　　She walked past Gu Qingyan and headed forward. After taking a few steps, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Gu Qingyan.

　　She said in a low voice, as if she was crying, "Forget it, I won't go."

　　Rong Chu turned his head to look at her, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was the rain falling on her face or Gu Qingyan was really crying.

　　"Why aren't you going again?" she asked, a little confused.

　　Gu Qingyan's voice was so soft that if the wind was any stronger it would have blown her voice away.

　　"It's nothing important."

　　"Just disappear."

　　These two sentences were erratic, and she turned her head to the side after she finished speaking.

　　The hand that was holding Rong Chu slipped away, and Gu Qingyan said softly: "Don't go, I don't need to go back." She seemed to have figured out something in an instant and became extraordinary.