Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

I couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "If I had known earlier, I would have asked where you were first..."

Now waiting aimlessly, she always felt uneasy.

She held an umbrella and waited at the door.

The rain was falling heavily, but the wind was lighter.

She looked around, waiting and waiting.

After waiting for a long time, her legs and feet were a little sore, so she squatted down.

Staring at the corner of the path, he was like a child waiting for an adult to come home, eager to see.

The way Xiaoxiao huddles up in a ball is amazingly well-behaved.

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The rain was hazy and the sky was dark.

I don’t know how long I have been waiting.

When the tall silent figure finally appeared around the corner, the little figure squatting at the door stood up almost at the same moment.

The silent figure seemed to pause for a moment.

Sure enough, he didn't hold an umbrella, nor was he wearing a raincoat to protect him from the rain.

I just came back in the rain, soaked to the skin, and stood there with bare feet.

There were mud spots on the rolled up trouser legs.

He stood there, still carrying the big backpack.

The man who had been waiting at the door for a long time bit his lip, held an umbrella, and ran over.

There was mud and water on the ground. She ran so fast that the mud and water splashed on her skirt.

She ran up to him, stood on tiptoes, and held the umbrella over his head. She frowned delicately, her face full of annoyance.

"Why don't you grab something to protect yourself from the rain... Look at you, you're all wet."

She took out a clean handkerchief and, almost subconsciously, gently wiped the rain off his face.

The man was all wet, lowered his head and looked at her quietly.

The hem of her skirt was also a lot wet. He bought it for her. It fit well and was beautiful.

The delicate person seemed to think that being caught in the rain was a big deal. Looking at him, his eyes seemed to be about to turn red.

Her pretty little mouth was so pouted that she could hang an oil can on it.

But she quickly regained her composure.

Wipe his face, dry it some, then grab his hand and pull him.

"Let's go home."

"Fortunately, I thought you might get caught in the rain just now, so I boiled some hot water. Go back and wipe yourself down so you don't get cold."

A person who is only as tall as his shoulders is very strong.

While holding the umbrella, she held his hand tightly and pulled him back.

The man lowered his eyelids and looked at her hands quietly.

Her hands were much smaller than his, white and soft, just like the clouds in the sky.

Clean and flawless.

His fingers were shrinking and slightly stiff.

But the girl didn't notice such a slight abnormality and just pulled him back to the house.

The wet man, when he walked into the house, the water on his body was dripping to the ground.

Yun Si closed her umbrella, swung it out, and left it to dry by the door.

Seeing the man standing there, motionless, like a piece of wood, she paused and said, "What's wrong?"

She stood in front of him, raised her hand and shook it, "Are you stupid?"

"..." The taciturn man grabbed her shaking hand.

He tightened his grip slightly, his emotions unclear.

Yun Si was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she urged: "Hurry up and change your clothes -"

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of dryness.

Staring at her, his eyes were dark and unpredictable.

Yun Si was stunned for a moment and shook her head subconsciously.

"No... I just came out, I didn't wait long."

He lowered his eyelids and held her hand, his brows calm.

"Sorry, I was delayed this time. I will come back earlier next time."

He said it word for word.