Chapter 547

[the 13th story]

[Fengqing · fanwai]

Yu Chu huddled in the corner of the phone booth, a pair of dark eyes staring at the outside blankly.

The rain was heavy, dense vision, everything is hazy, with the distant light color, halo dye into a small light group.

The rain drops hit the glass of the phone booth, converging into a stream of water, flowing down.

The girl's small white hands holding the receiver, has been cold, she bit her lips, gently tiptoe, slowly press a number, stop.

…… Where does she know the phone number. He just passed through this plane and threw her into school. How could he be careful enough to prepare a phone call to facilitate her contact.

Her lips were white and tight with cold, and there was no color at all. Holding the receiver tightly in her small hand, she blinked and blinked a drop of water on her eyelashes.

"Hello..." She whispered, as if someone was listening across the street. "I got excellent today. I'm the only one who's been praised. "

She paused, bowed her head, a little depressed.

"If you come to pick me up, can you ask me how I'm doing But don't forget to pick me up. Don't forget to pick me up

The more she said, the more flustered she felt.

In fact, Yu Chu always knew that she was not his child or his sister. He picked up a little thing and threw it away when he was tired of it.

She knows all this, but she has no choice but to try to catch the only one. If this person forgets her, she will leave her in this small plane

Then she's going to cry.

The little girl sniffed, but her tears did not fall. But if he really forgot and never showed up again, she would cry.

She stood on tiptoe, her hands pale with cold, and carefully put the receiver back in the corner of the phone booth.

It's been a long time.

Long to the hands and feet are cold and stiff, only to see the torrential rain, a slender figure.

The young man is holding a black umbrella with a straight black handle, which makes his fingers long and white. The shape of his knuckles is beautiful and perfect as a handicraft.

And that look.

It's the best person she's ever seen.

She quickly climbed up from the corner, helplessly watched him push open the door of the phone booth. The beautiful and nearly distorted teenager looked down at her and looked at her. She didn't say anything or explain anything. She just bent down slightly and picked her up easily with a long hand.

The moment the little girl was picked up, her pale face fell on his shoulder and her tears fell.

She thought with chagrin, why did she cry when he came?

But the choking emotion could not be restrained. She gently opened her pale lips and took two small breaths to melt the choking sound.

The boy walked into the rain.

"What are you crying for?" He asked suddenly.

Yu Chu trembled with fear, and her little body became stiff in an instant. She wiped the tears on her face with her hands stiff, and shivered slightly by the temperature of her hands.

The girl's voice was low:

"I Afraid of you, no, don't want me... "

Young people still walk slowly, it seems that they did not put this sentence in mind.

He did not speak, Yu Chu was more flustered and immediately added: "I will be obedient."

The boy still didn't answer.

The rain glides out of the water curtain along the umbrella tip, which looks like an independent, quiet world under the umbrella.

There are only two people in the world.

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