I Miss You

Zhao Nan left before lunch. In the afternoon, it began to rain heavily. The corners of the eaves were like a waterfall. The big raindrops hit the bluestone slab, and the crackling sound seemed to play a symphony. It was impossible to rehearse under such background sound, and Director Xu had no choice but to let everyone rest while waiting for the rain to stop. Tong Anzhi walked to the edge of Qingcheng, and said next to her shoulder: "Today, a fan group came to stay outside of the house."

"Play fans? Really? I didn't notice when I came." Qing Orange looked at the rain outside, "Isn't it still here? It's not easy for fans."

"It's much more comfortable for people to drink in the tea room opposite than when we were drilled outdoors and bitten by mosquitoes."

Qing Cheng thought about it, too, she asked again: "Whose fan is it?"

"Who can anyone else, Supper. Speaking of which, what do you think of Zhao Nan after seeing him today?"

"So handsome."

"What about Superb?"

"...Not the same."

"Then which one do you prefer?"

Qingcheng realized that she didn't need to think too much, and she had the answer in an instant. Without any hesitation, she was a little frightened, but she didn't want to fool people. Although it was a trivial matter, she also found it boring, so she answered honestly: "Su Per." Then he added, "I like older ones too, Zhao Nan looks younger than me."

"Hahahaha, Super is one year older than Zhao Nan. How old do you think they are?"

"Three years old?"

Tong Anzhi laughed almost faintly: "Is the steady brother Su looking too anxious?"

Qingcheng was embarrassed: "Don't tell him that."

"No one won't."

However, someone just passed by and heard it.

The younger brother who heard it turned his head and told Super of the incident as amusement.

After listening to Super, he was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and continued to close his eyes and rest.

This day the rain seemed to be against Director Xu, and it was already evening when it almost stopped. Director Xu has no choice but to clean up and go home.

After the rain, it was slightly cool, and the elders didn't feel much, and the girl couldn't help but shrank.

When Qingcheng bent over to pack her backpack, she put on a piece of clothing behind her. She thought it was her second uncle, but she turned around to see Super.

The smile on her face stopped in an instant.

Super said, "Thank you for the box lunch before."

How long ago did that happen, and now I'm grateful?

It's really strange.

She straightened up, took the clothes off and returned them to the other party, saying, "No, thank you."

Super took it, but instead of taking it back, he put it on her again, unhurriedly, but insisted: "You wear it."

For a moment, he was close at hand, as if he could hear each other's breathing.

Qingcheng was a little dumb, a sense of distant familiarity loomed in her heart. She didn't understand why he cared for her so much. There was a sense of unreality. She suddenly remembered that Tong Anzhi had said that Super fans were squatting outside. He blurted out: "Couldn't you just want to use me as a stand-in to attract fans outside?" As soon as the voice fell, she herself felt that her brain was peculiar, and she appeared to be in arrears with her IQ, and she wanted to bit her tongue right now. .

Super raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "No, why is your height as my stand-in?"

In Qing Cheng's speechless expression, Super said again: "Go now, and I will return the clothes tomorrow." Without giving Qing Cheng the opportunity to return his clothes, he left.