I have special communication skills

Chapter 35 Snow Day
In view of her sudden discomfort that day, Jing Chu once again ruthlessly rejected her proposal and postponed the lecture indefinitely.

In a blink of an eye, it was the end of December, and the weather was completely cold. Yang Mianmian could no longer survive the cold winter with her school uniform, so she had to drag out her only cotton jacket. It was still in junior high school, and her brother couldn't wear her. Pa brought it to her.

The blue men's model is fortunately quite big. She is thin and small and can still be stuffed in. It's just because the time is too long and the thickness of the cotton wool is uneven, so the warmth retention effect is limited.

Yang Mianmian sneezed several times as soon as she got outside, and the cold wind seemed to be able to blow through her clothes and blow into her bones.

The cotton shoes are the oldest type, fat and ugly, but they are very warm. They are made by the old lady in the community. There is a stall at the gate of the community. A pair costs ten yuan. It is very cost-effective and the only one. The disadvantage is that it is not waterproof. On rainy days, you can only wear overshoes to school and bring cotton shoes with you.

Today was like this. As soon as she saw it was snowing outside, she went back and put on another pair of socks. The result of wearing the two pairs of socks together was that her feet were too fat to fit into the overshoes.

"Mianmian, let's buy another pair of shoes." The black plastic overshoes sighed, "Now little girls are wearing those beautiful fleece rain boots."

Yang Mianmian forced his foot into it, and muttered: "Aren't you still very strong, fight with me for another 100 years."

"I'd be very happy." The overshoes were worried. They were ten years old. They were the kind of black plastic rain boots that people used to use. They were durable. "But girls nowadays like to be pretty, so you should dress up too." .”

Yang Mianmian opened the umbrella and said nonchalantly, "Even if I don't dress up, I'm still prettier than them, right?"

Umbrella nodded: "Mianmian is the most beautiful~(≧▽≦)/~One flower in one middle school, no, one flower in Nancheng."

"..."

Why does this sound so rustic?

This is a very ordinary and ordinary day. She moved herself to class awkwardly, because she was sitting by the window, and the cold wind would blow in from time to time, making her shiver all the time. She could only cover herself with hot water from a cup. cold.

Dark clouds were pressing down on the sky outside, as if a snowstorm was about to come.

At noon, the wind and snow came suddenly, and everyone ran to the window to watch the snow. The snow was falling too much. It was still a thin layer in the morning, but now it has accumulated several centimeters. The students who were originally excited were worried.

Today is 12.24, Christmas Eve, and it's still a Friday. I don't know that I can have a holiday after the last class.

Many students have already made an appointment to go to the square to watch the fireworks, or to eat hot hot pot, and there are also young couples who are planning to meet secretly, and holding hands is also good.

Everyone chatted enthusiastically. While looking forward to life after school, at the same time, they were a little worried that the heavy snow would cancel the activity. Almost no one listened attentively to the afternoon class.

Only Yang Mianmian put her face on the cold desk and looked out the window sullenly.

The desk said: "(⊙﹏⊙) There is a lot of snow outside, the road will be difficult to walk later."

The chair said: "(⊙o⊙) That's right, it's so thick, it's down to the calf."

The window also said: "There is a lot of wind outside and the temperature is super low! I'm going to crack!"

This is the third class in the afternoon, and there were originally two classes left, but probably because of the heavy snowstorm, Mr. Zhang came here specially to say that the school had an emergency notice to dismiss school early so that everyone could go home early so as not to be stuck on the road.

Everyone was so happy to be able to leave school early, within 10 minutes, all the people in the classroom left, Zheng Jiamin wanted to stay and close the door, but seeing that Yang Mianmian had not moved, he came over and asked her: "Why don't you leave? "

"Oh, I haven't finished my homework yet, so let's leave after I finish." Yang Mianmian said that she had to do her homework, but she still lay on the desk without moving, "I will close the door, you can go."

Zheng Jiamin and several other boys who have studied well made an appointment with Si Xiaowen and Zhang Qiao to sing K for dinner today, so they didn't say much, just reminded her to remember to close the door when she left.

Yang Mianmian saw that the students below were suddenly crowded with students after school, and there were parents coming to pick them up at the school gate. Everyone was running and laughing, and the laughter seemed to be carried upstairs.

Every time it rains and snows after school, she hates it the most. Ever since she was a child, no one would come to pick her up from school.

Too much rain and no umbrella?Then sit there alone with your schoolbag in your arms and wait until the rain stops before leaving. If the rain doesn’t stop, you can only go back in the rain.

Anyway, no one will come to pick her up.

No one will come to the school to give her clothes and umbrellas.

It's so big, you should get used to it.Yang Mianmian thought sullenly, and buried her face in her arms.

Half an hour later, the school was completely quiet. The snow outside was getting heavier, the wind was howling, and the snow was covering the sky. Yang Mianmian packed her schoolbag, but did not move.

The desks all said, "Mianmian, it's snowing too much outside, it's dangerous for you to go back alone."

The window agreed: "Yes, the wind is too strong. Look, the trees over there are bent."

Yang Mianmian touched Hungry Bian's stomach, and said dejectedly, "I'm hungry, and it's cold here, I should have left with everyone just now."

In this kind of weather, it's useless to rely on an umbrella, you can only resist it, but I don't know if her small body can withstand it.

The answer is, a little bit.

As soon as she walked out of the teaching building, she was staggered by the strong wind. She hurried in and closed the glass door in a hurry, but the cold wind blowing in from the gap still made her teeth chatter.

"I can't feel my feet anymore 〒▽〒" Yang Mianmian wanted to cry but couldn't cry. The cotton shoes couldn't hold her, and the rubber shoes were too thin. Three pairs of socks were useless.

She hugged the big pillar on the first floor, completely lost: "What should I do, I have an IQ of 200 and I can't get out of here."

Drip drip.The mobile phone text message alert sounded.

Yang Mianmian took off the heavy gloves, and dug out the phone from his pocket. It turned out to be a text message from Jing Chu: "It's snowing so much, have you gone home yet?"

"Trapped in school." She felt distressed, and regardless of whether she was in a cold war with him, she immediately poured out bitter water, "Cold and hungry."

Half a minute later, a new text message came in: "Wait."

Jing Chu took the key, and Liu Yu asked, "Captain, do you want to drive? What's the traffic on the road outside? My dad is calling you to eat hot pot at our house."

Liu Yu lives not far from the police station, and can walk to work every day.

"I have something to do."

Jing Chu also knew that he was probably going to be stuck on the road, but he still took the car thinking that he could drive as far as he could, but he was really stuck in the road. The car in front broke down and the engine froze. Stop the engine, it's a total mess.

He simply locked the car, got out of the car and left.

The wind and snow were howling, and his hair was immediately covered with snow seeds. Fortunately, the snow had been shoveled on the road. Although it was difficult to walk to Yizhong, it was not slow.

As soon as he entered, he saw a person squatting in the first teaching building, thin and thin like a cat, squatting behind the glass door, and from the school gate to the lobby of the teaching building, the snow was as thick as a calf.

It was only when I got closer that I realized how she was trapped. She was wearing an obviously ill-fitting padded jacket, a pair of old cotton shoes on her feet, and a pair of black long rubber shoes next to her.

"You're crazy." Jing Chu took off his coat and put it on for her, "Do you want to catch a cold by wearing it like this?"

As soon as Yang Mianmian was wrapped in his clothes, she immediately warmed up: "I've already put on all the clothes I can wear!"

Jing Chu was speechless, looked at her shoes, and sighed: "Come up." He squatted down and motioned her to climb on his back.

She jumped on his back, hooked his neck, looked down, tears streaming down her face, flat chest or something, it won't hurt at all on her back.

Jing Chu walked out with her on his back, one step at a time, Yang Mianmian leaned on his back and didn't feel any cold: "I'm not heavy, am I?"

"Do you have ninety catties?"

"Eighty catties." A stunted girl can't afford it, okay?

"Where are you taking me?"

"send you home."

"Oh, let's go to that path over there, it's near."

There is no light load for a hundred steps, let alone carrying a big living person on the back. No matter how light Yang Mianmian is, she feels that it is enough to carry it all the way: "There is little snow here, I will go by myself."

"You didn't know where I was when I was marching with a load on my back." Jing Chu was calm after carrying her on his back for so long, "Keep an eye on the road."

Yang Mianmian lay on his back, feeling the warm heat coming from him, and she couldn't help but get closer.

After a while, she asked: "Today is Christmas Eve, why don't you go out on a blind date?"

"Push it."

"... Pushed?!" Yang Mianmian's eyes widened, "It's not for me, although I know I'm pretty, but I don't think about dating for now."

"You are so beautiful." Jing Chu couldn't hold back his smile, "The fellowship in the bureau."

"Oh." She didn't change her face, "Actually, I think there are many beauties in your police station. Chang Yan is very beautiful. Don't you think about it?"

Jing Chu couldn't resist her exuberant curiosity: "That's my colleague, don't guess."

"What's wrong with my colleagues? There are still classmates in our class. It's not bad. Many people have gone out on dates today."

"Our dating is not the same as your dating." Jing Chu patted her buttocks when he said this, "Don't fall in love early."

Yang Mianmian pushed back neither soft nor hard: "Can you control it?"

After walking for more than half an hour, Yang Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief when his feet hit the ground: "It's so cold."

As she spoke, she opened the door, Jing Chu: "...do you usually go out without locking the door?"

"It's locked." Yang Mianmian's face was calm, but she thought in her heart, what key should I bring when my door is opened by myself?Then she quickly made an excuse, "Can't my pirates open the door?"

The pirate was squatting there, but now he wagged his tail for no reason and came over with his own rice bowl in his mouth.

"Ah... Don't you have anything to eat?" Yang Mianmian wailed, and went to find her snack bag. The ham sausage and bread inside were all eaten.

She was extremely frustrated: "I don't even have instant noodles."

Jing Chu didn't want to say anything, turned around and went downstairs to go shopping, bought dry food and milk, and packed a few fried vegetables at the same time.

The coat on my body was soaked in snow as soon as I entered the door.

Yang Mianmian handed him a towel: "Mine, don't mind."

The pink floral towel had a resentful expression on her face: "Gu~~(╯﹏╰)b Mianmian, I don't mind, but is it really okay for you to be like this?"

No, what can I do, she only has her own towels at home, so she has no spare money to buy them!
Jing Chu didn't answer, took a paper towel and wiped his shoulders, seeing that the cooking was no longer hot, he put it in the microwave for a while.

Her home is really small, and the lighting is not good. It usually looks dim, and it is even more so now. There is only one light bulb in the living room that does its job to shine.

The room was crowded and small, and two people in the family could not sit down.Yang Mianmian shook the thermos bottle, there was still some warm water, poured her a glass of water, and went to add water and food to the pirate's rice bowl.

"Do you want to watch TV?" She didn't even use the remote control, she just pressed the switch, and when she jumped out, she didn't know which youth idol drama, the male protagonist walked with the female protagonist on his back, it was raining, and the artistic conception was beautiful.

"I hope this road doesn't come to an end." The beautiful heroine Youyou said.

Yang Mianmian burst out laughing: "I just thought about why my feet are going to go numb before I get home, hahaha."

Jing Chu: "..."

TV set:"……"

Chair:"……"

bed:"……"

cabinet:"……"

Mian Mian, I really don't know whether I should tell you, you seem to be hinting at something.

As if to hide his embarrassment, Jing Chu opened the lunch box: "Come and eat."

"Oh, good."

Lunch box No. 1: "~(≧▽≦)/~Mianmian, today's twice-cooked pork is great, eat more!"

Lunch box No. 2: "~(@^_^@)~Mianmianmianmian, and my tomato scrambled eggs, the eggs are all local eggs from the boss's house!"

Lunch box No. 3: "~o( =∩ω∩= )m look here and here, my three delicacies are also delicious!"

Jing Chu saw Yang Mianmian under the dim light, the corners of his mouth kept curling up and down, and he didn't know what happy thing he thought of, he couldn't hold back his smile, and shrugged his shoulders. The crying of children, the quarreling of husband and wife, and the coughing of the elderly can be heard clearly.

Yang Mianmian comforted him: "There are many families living on the first floor, and the next door is rented out to a young couple, who perform adult theater every night."

"Ahem." Jing Chu choked on a mouthful of tomato egg drop soup.

Yang Mianmian gave him a look of disdain: "Calm down."

After dinner, the wind and snow outside may not be light, Yang Mianmian moved a bench for him, and the two of them sat in front of the TV to watch TV.

Jing Chu saw that she was doing her homework while watching TV, with her head facing the TV and writing with a brush in her hand. He asked, "Don't you even read the questions?"

"What's so interesting about such a simple question." She concentrated on watching the hero and heroine on TV arguing and hugging each other, and then began to gnaw her lips.

Jing Chu coughed heavily, seeing that she didn't respond, he could only change the subject: "This is for you."

Yang Mianmian was finally willing to turn his attention away from the hero and heroine who kissed so hard: "Why give me an apple?"

"Today is Christmas Eve." Jing Chu gave her the exquisitely packaged apple, "Didn't you girls say you want to eat apples?"

Yang Mianmian was even more surprised: "Why do we eat apples on Christmas Eve?"

Laptop hates iron but not steel: "Mianmian, Apple, be safe!"

The pencil case defended her: "Don't blame Mianmian for being stupid, she never had Christmas."

Yang Mianmian: "..."

(End of this chapter)