Fang Zhao's face was expressionless, and she shook her water-covered hands: "Maybe something happened?"

"That's right, isn't our school library about to be expanded?" She raised her chin and whispered: "It seems that the Yan Shu family donated money to build it..."

A subtle glimmer flashed in Fang Zhao's eyes. She lowered her eyebrows and pushed Liu Liu: "Who did you listen to?"

"Da Tou, Da Tou said he found information in Lao Ren's office."

"Come on, you can't trust what Big Head says..."

After school, Fang Zhao would still stay up late doing homework in the classroom, for no other reason than that she didn't want to go home early, let alone see the faces of her family.

She put her chin on the question booklet, but she was not very interested in solving the questions and her speed was slower than before.

My eyes unconsciously glanced outside, my empty gaze unintentionally turning towards the birds passing by outside the window. The foggy sky was covered with a layer of gray gauze. The gloomy weather made me feel uncomfortable no matter how I looked at it.

It's going to rain.

The summer rain came as soon as it arrived. Heavy rain poured down from the sky. The raindrops hit the windows and crackled, causing the glass to fog up.

The weather forecast said it would be rainy for the past two days, so she took an umbrella, but it didn't rain for the past two days. She was laughed at by Liu Liu and said, "How can you be so stupid as to believe the weather forecast?"

Fang Zhao picked up the dusty umbrella, thinking that it would come in handy.

When she left the classroom door, she bumped into Yan Shu at the door.

Fang Zhao subconsciously turned his head and his heart tightened. He looked back and saw his tense chin staring at such a splashing face with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Fang Zhao pursed her lips and wanted to leave, but the voice in her heart told her to strike up a conversation with her new classmates.

She walked over carefully, and when she heard the beautiful red phoenix eyes floating over, Fang Zhao was startled and trembled slightly: "The rain is quite heavy."

"Do you want to go together, classmates?"

Yan Shu was stunned for two seconds, then looked at the rain that was not stopping at all, and then said "Thank you."

Fang Zhao held up the transparent umbrella and handed it to his new classmate: "Hold it, I'm short."

He was startled for a moment, then nodded.

The sultry weather was really suffocating. The rain failed to dissipate the heat, but instead heated it up.

The umbrella was very small, and there was only a thin sound of breathing between the two of them. Yan Shu's shoulders would touch each other from time to time.

The rushing rain collided with the ground, and countless raindrops gathered into small puddles.

He glanced at Fang Zhao's clenched hand with his peripheral vision, and tilted the umbrella handle intentionally or unintentionally.

It only took 5 minutes from the classroom to the school gate. This distance felt like a whole summer, and she couldn't get back to her senses for a long time.

When she arrived at the school gate, she raised her eyes and accidentally glanced at Yan Shu's wet half body.

Fang Zhao's eyebrows tightened, Yan Shu blinked and was about to speak but she said back: "Our home is very close to the school."

She smiled at him, her schoolbag was held on her head, and she ran out of the umbrella quickly as if she was afraid that Yan Shu would return the umbrella.

"I'll give you the umbrella!" She smiled and waved to Yan Shu.

A strange look flashed through the eyes of the people who stayed in place, and their eyes stayed on the girl running in the rain.

Maybe it was because of the rain yesterday. The wind on the street was biting and biting, which made Fang Zhao feel like she was in winter. She couldn't help but shrink her head into her coat.

I slept very deeply last night for no reason, and when I arrived in the classroom, the first class was about to begin.

When she returned to her seat, the can of Wangzai milk on the table came into her sight along with the transparent umbrella.

Fang Zhao picked up Wangzai Milk and looked at it. There was a sticky note on the can. The words on the sticky note were neat and beautiful: Thank you for yesterday.
Chapter completed!