I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

The umbrella leaned towards her bit by bit.

The shiny water droplets on the black umbrella surface also tilted with a clatter.

This umbrella blocks the sky and blocks the rain outside.

Jiang Chacha stiffened her body, looking at the man who always showed up in time.

Bian Jichen, this man who always appears in the rain.

Under the umbrella, two people standing in the rain look at each other.

She raised her eyelashes and looked up at him, while he lowered his eyelashes, looking at her with the cold eyes she was most familiar with like every day in the past.

His profile is the most beautiful gift God bestows on the world.

Jiang Chacha didn't dare to look directly at her, but narrowed her pupils to look at his jaw, and then at his lips.

His lips are well-shaped and thin, which makes him feel alienated when he is expressionless.

Jiang Chacha looked at him in astonishment.

She didn't expect him to catch up.

When she realized that her wrist was still being held by him, she felt like her fingers had been electrocuted. Without even thinking about it, she subconsciously wanted to retract it.

Bian Jichen wanted to squeeze her hand tightly, but his eyes flickered slightly, and he still let her retract his fingers.

Jiang Chacha lowered her head, because she was so embarrassed and uncomfortable, she could only pinch her fingers randomly, her soft eyelashes drooping.

There was only the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella surface.

Because of the rain just now, Jiang Chacha's hair was wet, and several strands of hair were messed up into a bunch. She is not very afraid of the cold. The weather in early autumn is dressed like a summer dress. She has no idea that it will rain today. , Feeling the coolness, she couldn't help rubbing the exposed skin of her arms.

The raindrops hanging from her bangs fell on the bridge of her nose.

Suddenly, the umbrella above her head tilted towards her again.

The rain seemed to hit her heart.

"Are you still hiding from me?"

Jiang Chacha looked up in astonishment.

He saw the quiet young man in front of him holding an umbrella in his hand, looking at him quietly with lowered eyes.

It turned out he knew.

Jiang Chacha opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't stop biting her lower lip. Her eyes struggled for a while, her lips clenched even tighter, and she quickly turned away from her face.

She was silent for a long time.

Meeting Bian Jichen again reminded her of the night when both of them were not sober.In the man's bedroom, there is an ambient light next to the sofa, he holds her in his arms, the emotion in his eyes, restraining his cold appearance, but the tenderness in his eyes is drowning...

It's really nothing.

Before he said it, she strangled his affection to death in her belly, and when the two met afterward, it was as embarrassing as it could be.

Many people in this world will face the same thing as her.

but……

Jiang Chacha unexpectedly discovered that the little emotion of embarrassment was nothing at all.What upset her even more was an inexplicable mood.

It seems to be suffering from a disease.

Suffered from a disease in which whenever Bian Jichen approached, his heart would speed up, his palms would be hot, and he wished he could run away.

She was distracted, her voice was muffled, she didn't even realize it, "How can I hide from you..."

Bian Jichen's eyes were clear, as if they had just been washed by the heavy rain.

"Then why don't you come to me."

Ginger tea:! !
Didn't he ask the question knowingly!
His feelings for her suddenly became different, how could she go to him again, how embarrassing!
Jiang Chacha pursed her lips and remained silent.

She lowered her head again, her eyes uncontrollably looking at his hand holding the umbrella handle.

The handle of the umbrella is made of jet black, which makes his hands white as jade. His fingers are as long as bamboo, revealing the same coldness and tenacity as himself.

Jiang Chacha couldn't hold back again, and rubbed her fingers so hard that she almost tore off her fingernails.

The man's voice was very weak in the heavy rain.

He stared at her seriously, and quickly frowned.

"Next time don't rush into the rain alone."

At the end.

He pursed his lips into a straight line in displeasure.

"You hate me that much?"

Jiang Chacha finally couldn't hold back anymore, and immediately retorted, "No!"

He is so nice, why does she hate him?
Unless she's crazy, okay?
She raised her head excitedly, and looked into his star eyes again.

Ginger Chacha almost bit her own tongue.

It's that heart skipping feeling again.

I don't know when it started, maybe it started from the night when he almost confessed to himself.

She must have been uncontrollably nervous in front of him because of this incident!

she thinks.

I was afraid that he would soon pick up the topic of confessing to her last time, Jiang Chacha was afraid, so she immediately changed the topic.

"correct!"

Her black and white eyes looked at him with a guilty conscience, but they were extraordinarily shiny, like black grapes.

"Why do you want to join the student union?"

No way, this is the only topic she can think of and talk to him about now.

Bian Jichen held an umbrella and looked at her coldly.

He didn't answer, but Jiang Chacha's heart beat again.

She was thinking, in case Ji Chen replied because it was for her, how should she answer?
Wouldn't that be more embarrassing?

She can't wait to slap herself now, why did she ask this topic just now?

It’s not good to ask anything else, so I have to ask this, right?
As a result, Bian Jichen looked at her for a long time, his thin lips parted slightly, "I want to enter myself."

"For myself."

Jiang Chacha stared at him blankly.

She subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, because there was nothing to return, the atmosphere became cold again.

Only the patter of rain remained.

So, Jiang Chacha belatedly said "hmm".

Just as Jiang Chacha was thinking about how to say goodbye to him.

The man in front of him looked back at her again.

"In a few days, it will be your birthday."

"What would you like for your birthday?"

Jiang Chacha's body stiffened.

Because of her guilty conscience, she couldn't help looking away.

She laughed dryly, "You don't need to give it to me! Just send me a happy birthday message when the time comes."

She was embarrassed because she never planned to invite Bian Jichen to the birthday party, okay?

As a result, now that someone asked her what birthday present she wanted in front of her, it's no wonder she wasn't guilty!

Just like that, Jiang Chacha felt that her head was getting bigger, and she didn't know what to do for this birthday party.

Can she not hold this broken birthday party!
Bian Jichen looked at her.

He has been holding an umbrella to block the wind and rain for the two of them.

He looked at her with clear eyes.

He seemed to know what she was thinking.

Soon Jiang Chacha noticed that the man in front of him made a rustling movement, and he could see something in his chest pocket with his other hand.

When she saw him, she took out a piece of paper.

There is also a pen.

Soon, Bian Jichen pressed the thin paper on the handle of the umbrella, holding the pen in his other hand, and wrote something under the umbrella.

He lowered his eyes.

Just when Jiang Chacha was so curious to see what he was writing.

"Ginger tea."

He pronounced her name.

"You avoid me artificially, avoid me, I always know, and I respect your choice."

"But you also need to know that it depends on human effort."

With a flick of his wrist, he raised his pen.

After speaking, he rolled his eyes and handed over the paper.

Jiang Chacha looked down, her heart was numb.

It was a piece of thin paper that had been slightly wet by the rain, and it had the damp smell of autumn rain.

He artificially drew up an invitation list for her, and wrote his name on the white paper alone.

His eyes reflected her figure.

"I'm going to your birthday party."

——Letter from the author
song broadcast~
Deng Furu's "Starry Sky Love Song" is very sweet.