Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2521 Premeditated (1)

rainy day.

The light rain in autumn is always cloudy.

Like a leaking faucet, with the cold temperature that is about to enter winter, it is kept running intermittently.

It's not big, but it's always hard to ignore.

The ground of the whole city was shrouded in the cold autumn mist, and after being wet, it was never able to dry again.

Wet.

On the cold asphalt road, small puddles are distributed one by one, allowing the rain to fall, causing ripples.

Wearing small black leather shoes and stepping on them, the water splashed slightly and fell on the upper, turning into crystal water drops.

Trembling.

"drop--"

On the noisy road, a bus came against the rain.

In the evening, as it was getting dark, its headlights came straight through the haze without hindrance.

When it was about to reach the station, the speed of the bus slowly slowed down.

With the rain still falling silently, it soon stopped on the site.

The engine on the car blew, and then the door opened.

The passengers in the car are sparse, only the outside of the car is full of students——

Students who have just finished school and are about to go home.

They were wearing school uniforms, and most of them were chattering.

Some are playing around, some are eating, and some are anxiously waiting for the car.

The joy of returning home from the holiday is on the face, and even the heavy schoolbag on the shoulder cannot hide the excitement.

When the bus stopped, they rushed up quickly.

There was only one girl left on the bus platform.

Holding an umbrella—a bright yellow umbrella, the drizzle like needles fell and got wet.

Under the umbrella, the girl was wearing a white and loose school uniform, a blue plaid skirt, and a blue and white school uniform jacket.

Under the slender and straight legs, she wore pure black clean leather shoes.

Carrying a schoolbag, holding it with one hand.

The other soft and white hand held an umbrella, quietly.

Just like that, standing there, not moving.

It seems to be waiting for others to get on the bus first.

When the last few students went up, she followed slowly and put away the bright yellow umbrella.

"Drip—student card."

The car door was closed, she carried her schoolbag, swiped her card, and found a corner to stand quietly.

The bus starts quickly.

The rain outside gradually became heavier, and the raindrops hit the roof of the car, making a crackling sound.

Inside the car, there are still young and vigorous students, chatting on twitter, talking endlessly.

It seems that the cold air in autumn has been dispelled a bit, and standing in the corner can feel a bit of warmth.

Warm.

The girl stood in the corner and took out headphones from the wide pocket of her school uniform.

Put it on and turn on your phone to play music.

It was pitch black outside, and the orange light from the street lamps shone straight in from the window.

The light shone on her small face tied with a soft ponytail, which was white and soft, so clean that it seemed to be shining.

Outside the window, colorful neon lights are dazzling, and people are coming and going on the street.

The inside of the car was extremely lively, the sound was noisy, the whole world was filled with sound, only she, as if isolated from the world, stood by alone in a deserted manner.

Immersed in my own world, flat and flat.

Not bothered at all.

The bus ran smoothly, and she was alone with her headphones on.

Listen to music, be in a daze quietly.

The beautiful ponytail is slightly raised, reflecting the bright lights outside, as if it has also been dyed golden.

Hazy, silent halo.

(End of this chapter)