After Xie Yongqing left, Han Le was stunned by the moment of being alone, and finally turned on the computer.

The morning passed in a flash. When he heard the sound of Qiao Yiyu opening the door, Han Le was still in the game. He had almost no hesitation. He saved the game and then quit, and then opened the door: "Have you come back so early?"

"It's past 12 o'clock... haven't you had lunch yet?" As he spoke, Qiao Yiyu opened the door of her room directly - just like the time Han Le had seen before, the room was unlocked.

"No, have you eaten?" If you don't eat, you will eat together. Han Le made a good plan.

"Eat," while talking, Qiao Yiyu carried the computer out, put it on the table in the living room, and said to him, "You can help me copy it, the files are on the desktop."

This happened in just over ten seconds. Han Le put away the USB flash drive: "Then let's go now?"

"Don't you have lunch?"

“Go outside to eat.”

Just as he left the corridor, Qiao Yiyu took two steps, stepped on a bicycle parked in a blank parking space, and turned around to greet Han Le: "Come up, I'll take you."

Han Le was surprised, then looked at the bicycle, and it looked brand new, and there was still a plastic film on the plastic rod in the back seat of the car, so he asked, "I just bought it?" Then he looked at the brand again, Giant, who was not surprised. He also bought one similar to this one when he was in college.

"Come on, right?" Qiao Yiyu urged that bicycles have always been a training tool in her impression. She found that it felt better as a means of transportation. The practice in the morning allowed her to basically master the use of bicycles, and she wanted to try something more difficult.

After Han Le sat on it, Qiao Yiyu stepped on the pedal. It was not as difficult as expected. After shaking for more than ten meters at the beginning, he quickly returned to balance. When he left the community gate, his speed even increased. If it was the other way around, let Han Le take Qiao Yiyu, he would probably have to start to hunch his waist and breathe when he brought him here.

On this street in the community, there are restaurants, Internet cafes, bathrooms, supermarkets... there is no shortage of any store. When Han Le entered the Wenpeng Store to print his resume, Qiao Yiyu did not follow him, but rode his bicycle outside and circled around. For Qiao Yiyu, bicycles were not just an ordinary means of transportation, but also a simple and harmonious balanced exercise. If it were to ancient people I had never seen before, it could almost be regarded as an acrobatic.

In just a few minutes, when Han Le came out with a stack of resumes, Qiao Yiyu sat in the car waiting for him, looking at him at a ready to leave at any time. Han Le sat in the back seat and saw that Qiao Yiyu seemed to have no reaction, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is it going to rain?" Qiao Yiyu looked up at the sky.

Han Le raised his head and looked at it. The sky was a little gloomy. The sun that was coming out in the morning had gone where it was going to rain.

"It should be," Han Le was not sure, "Go back quickly." If it rains like this, it will be troublesome. Maybe it will be sleet. The weather in Shenhai is already cloudy and the temperature may drop again after the rain. Han Le is a very afraid of the cold.

Qiao Yiyu seemed quite excited. You can tell by looking at her name. Yiyu's Yi is actually the homonym of "Yi", a name she changed after she became an adult. Her original name was actually "Yiyu", which shows that her parents miss the feeling of "rain" in history. Before coming here, Qiao Yiyu didn't think that water fell from the sky was rare, but now she really wanted to see it, but she still looked forward to it.

"You can help me bring my resume back," Qiao Yiyu said, "I want to stay and take a look."

"What are you looking at?" Han Le didn't react, but he remembered it as soon as he said that - he is really a literary girl!

Facing a woman who wanted to watch the rain, Han Le wanted to sigh as described in the romance novel, lifted her hair melancholy, looked at the sky at 45° and said, "Do you know, every drop of rain is the tears of an angel..." But he was obviously not the material, and he turned his mind a few times to find an excuse to stay, but he couldn't say it at all.

Finally, he could only say: "Oh, OK." Just as he was about to leave, his stomach suddenly screamed, and he immediately realized that he had not eaten yet! It was really time to be hungry!

There is a ramen restaurant next to the Internet cafe. Han Le went in to eat and found a seat near the door and facing outward.

Before Han Le could get on the noodles, there were spots of rain falling. Qiao Yiyu put his car under the eaves between the Internet cafe and the ramen restaurant, sat in the back seat outside, and then reached out to pick it up. After waiting for a while, he received two drops. The rain was cold, but Qiao Yiyu's expectations became even greater.

After the rain gradually became heavier, more and more people came to this row of shops to hide from the rain and pass by. The owner of a small shop next to him had umbrellas and was happy today. He sold five umbrellas in half an hour. Of course, some people were reluctant to leave the money. They relied on the waterproof jacket, buckled the hood and blew it into the rain curtain.

More people still choose to wait. Anyway, it was noon. Han Le thought the location was good at first, but soon the new guest blocked his sight - which forced him to speed up the noodles.

Han Le guessed right, it was indeed sleet. At first it was rain, but later it was covered with small ice chips. It hurt a little when it hit the hand. It was probably too small to see what was under the slightest viewing situation (I said off topic, I didn’t check the weather before writing this paragraph, and I didn’t modify it afterwards. I was thinking about whether it was time to talk about it now or later, but once I checked it... it was a hell!). When Han Le finished eating, the faint rain curtain had already covered the entire city. There were two more "rain watching enthusiasts" next to Qiao Yiyu, who were chatting with Qiao Yiyu without saying a word.

When Han Le walked over, one of them asked for a phone number: "Which university is from?... Add WeChat, come to our school to have time to play..."

Han Le felt very uncomfortable, but what could it be if it didn't feel bad? Qiao Yiyu is not someone... In fact, even if he is someone, he feels he can't do anything. To put it nicely, he doesn't think it's necessary, but to put it nicely, he doesn't have a manly temper. When he was in college, his roommate was hit by someone in the cafeteria and punched him. In private, he even sneered at him - it's not a primitive society, with a strong strength, a thick voice, a strong male hormone, and a combative person who has the right to match.

Qiao Yiyu doesn't know what WeChat is, but based on her experience of browsing the streets these days, she naturally knows what the purpose of such people who have inexplicable contact information has. She knows that these people may not have malicious intentions (or good intentions), and this behavior is not out of line in this era, but she still cannot get used to it. It's like a modern woman who returns to ancient times and cannot allow her family to tie her feet, so she can only refuse - Fortunately, the rejection itself is one of the reasonable responses, after all, this is an era that boasts freedom.

However, her polite refusal with a smile obviously did not produce any effect, and even made the pickup respondent have more hope - without showing disgust, it was just shy.

"Just make friends, and everyone will make an appointment to have fun together, and it's a fun time." This young student with a brand-name badge on his chest obviously doesn't want to give up the opportunity easily. Times are really different. It's only a few years since Han Le went to college, and the more courageous boys dared to put a love letter or something.

"But I don't want to make friends with you now." Qiao Yiyu replied with a frown, and regretted it as soon as she said it - she said the wrong thing again.

The auxiliary program reminds her that "friend" in this era is still a universal and strong word. People who have met on the road can be called friends. If you say to someone you don't want to be friends with, it is basically expressing disgust.

Sure enough, the young man's face changed and he finally left unwillingly. The other one was probably still making a speech just now. He was planning to help him say something "for the sake of justice", but now hesitation has quickly turned into gloating again - another one to chat with him, and this one looks very tender.

Yes, even though Han Le and Qiao Yiyu still know each other, they still can't change the inferiority complex in his personality. They always give people a feeling of lack of confidence: "You like it raining."

"Oh, I can't count myself as if I like it," I was just curious, "How long will it take for the rain to fall."

"You can check it on your phone." Han Le knew that Qiao Yiyu didn't know much about using a phone.

"Then teach me." Qiao Yiyu took out her cell phone and handed it over. This action made the hesitant brother next to her couldn't help but regret it.

In fact, Han Le has never used it himself. His mobile phone is still a non-smart phone he bought when he just graduated. It belongs to the type that should have been eliminated long ago, but he always felt that there was no need for this, and he thought he would not be used to the operation of touch screens, so he didn't use it very quickly. He just used Xie Yongqing's mobile phone a few times.

But after all, I have used it, so it is still easy to find it for a little bit: "It's said that it's been there for these three days."

"So long... will there be a flood?" Floods are also a historical term for Qiao Yiyu. In fact, almost all natural disasters caused by meteorological and geological reasons are historical terms.

"It's hard," Han Le thought he was joking when he saw Qiao Yiyu laughing, "If it's about the same as next month."

The rain began to get heavier, but after all, it was winter, and it was not much bigger. However, because it was winter, there were fewer people who dared to run away in the rain. In summer, just go back to take a shower. If this kind of day becomes a slaughter, you will definitely catch a cold. When a few people from the Internet cafe saw that the situation was wrong, they would go back immediately. It is better to go to the meeting network than to wait. Not everyone is as interested as Qiao Yiyu.

However, the interest is relatively common after all. After watching it for more than an hour, after the excitement gradually faded, Qiao Yiyu realized the trouble of rain. She was definitely helpless when she went back to the rain, and she had not had time to buy it. In addition, she had not learned how to use the washing machine until now. Of course, there was something she didn't understand. Although she had seen it, the clothes here were not immediately worn after washing, and they were all dry on the balcony and evaporated and dried. In such a day, it was usually impossible to do in Shenhai for four or five days.

"This rain will be a little bit small for a while, why don't you go to the Internet cafe?" Han Le suggested.

Qiao Yiyu originally wanted to go out in the afternoon, but now she obviously has no better way. She also saw the so-called "umbrella" shelter from rain, which is simply primitive and terrifying.

Han Le is both familiar and unfamiliar to Han Le when he went to college, especially after his parents' car accident, because the school limited electricity and network according to time, Han Le almost always had food and accommodation in the Internet cafe. Other students had time to go online, and he had time to go to school, but after graduation, he rarely went again unless there was a problem with the computer.

Although it wasn't the weekend yet, there were not many people in the Internet cafe. When I entered, I saw that many of them were teaming up to play games. When I passed by them, Qiao Yiyu could clearly hear them talking to each other: "Enlarge, zoom!"

"Scatter a little, beware the old cow jumps..."

Most of the seats in the Internet cafe were full. Han Le's eyes turned around several times before he found a seat. He quickly took Qiao Yiyu to sit down. However, the environment here was not very good. There was an ashtray cigarette butt on Qiao Yiyu's table, and the keyboard was full of dust. Qiao Yiyu was obviously unacceptable. After sitting down, he just learned from Han Le's appearance and logged into the interface with his ID number, but had no other plans.

Han Le was a little embarrassed, so he quickly bought a pack of tissues and came back and handed them to Qiao Yiyu: "Wipe."

But Qiao Yiyu moved her mouse and turned on a movie. But after realizing that the computer here could not play the sounds and needed to put on the headphones, she still gave up her attention and turned around to look at the screen of the right where the master was playing Doudi.

Han Le felt embarrassed when she was sitting and not playing like this. She couldn't pull people over and fuck him with him. So he asked, "Have you played any computer games?"

Qiao Yiyu shook her head.

"Will you play chess?"

"Chess?" Qiao Yiyu thought for a while, "Oh, I've played Go." The teacher taught him in history class and tried to play it a few times, but he didn't study it too deeply - this kind of game that relies entirely on logical thinking and only requires calculations. In Qiao Yiyu's era, no one has studied it because the program can be done better than what they did.

Han Le was so excited that he was simply excited; "Then let's have a play online."

Qiao Yiyu did not refuse, so she learned to open the platform through Han Le's operation and learned to apply for an account. After entering the game, when Han Le saw that her nickname was still her real name, Qiao Yiyu, she couldn't help but joke: "It seems that you are a firm supporter of the real-name system in the Internet."

To fully understand that this joke was a big test for Qiao Yiyu. After a few seconds, Qiao Yiyu realized: "The name and nickname are actually the same, they all refer to me." In Qiao Yiyu's era, many people even gave up the text names assigned by their parents after they became adults. In their lives, they used several digits in the ID number plus letters or single Chinese characters to call each other, or directly used numbers.

Qiao Yiyu also took a look at Han Le's online name, which was the same as his QQ nickname (it was originally from the same company), and it was called Wen Kaishui, and the signature still reads "Empty".

"Then why are you calling this name?" Qiao Yiyu asked, and then guessed it himself, "You like to drink warm water."
Chapter completed!