The lively music in the fast food restaurant made me unaware that it had already been raining outside. When I walked out, the rain increased instantly. I took out my cell phone, but I didn't know who to call, so I had to look at the traffic flowing on the street pitifully, hoping to find an empty taxi and it was willing to stop.

It turned out that I didn't have the luck, so I decided to rush out and run to the bus stop in the rain.

In fact, getting wet in the rain is not as bad as you imagined. At least when the raindrops hit your face, you will feel particularly awake. And I really need to be awake, I need to be extremely awake and sort out everything I have experienced in less than a year. They are like a thousand pounds pressing on my heart, making me breathless.

My body quickly became wet, and my hair was pressed against my face and neck, which was extremely uncomfortable.

A car was horning beside me, and I subconsciously avoided walking to the side, but the car kept ringing. I turned around irritably and saw a familiar Toyota. The window rolled down, revealing Yanhe's face.

"Get in the car quickly." He called me loudly.

I quickly ran over, opened the car door, and sat on his furry car mat with water.

He turned on the heating with considerateness.

"Thank you, I'm sorry." I wiped my hair with the towel he handed me, and took off my wet coat that was ticking.

He sent me home.

I think it's interesting. This man I regarded as my younger brother helped me a lot today.

I went upstairs lightly, but I was still discovered by Mrs. Liu.

I was scared. Sister Liu could always raise the problem of not taking good care of herself to the point of affecting the country's economic development and dragging socialism down. Of course, she would first ask me to handle her problems. For example, in today's situation, she would immediately push me to the bathroom, quickly put hot water and soak me in the bathtub, and then help me find the clothes I want to change.

After taking a shower, I blew my hair and sat on the sofa and drank hot milk, Sister Liu was ready, with a feeling of heartache for me and a kindness who was very clear about justice on her face.

Of course, in the past ten years of "training", I have been able to keep changing as much as possible.

I put down the milk and signaled that she could start. She really lived up to my expectations. She could find a height every time, saying it seemed like I was unforgivable, and then asked her to forgive me obediently.

The next day, I woke up and found that I was feeling a reasonable fever and was drowsy and didn't want to get up.

During this process, I only knew that Sister Liu had fed me the medicine and her cell phone rang from time to time.

When I finally struggled to get up, it was almost noon. I called Mrs. Liu, and she ran in, reached out to touch my forehead, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

She said: "Enyu has called you, and there is another one named Ke, Ke..."

"Ke Han." I added, "What's the matter?"

"Enyu asked you why you didn't go to class, Ke Han didn't say anything." She took her cell phone over and gave it to me, then went downstairs to make food for me.

I stared at my phone, hesitating whether to call Ke Han, and I wanted to get an answer: Why did I let my pigeon be released yesterday? But suddenly I thought of what I said when I called him yesterday, what if he really said he would chase me.

When people say things when they are furious, they do things that they do are indeed unreasonable. I am afraid.

I changed my clothes, went downstairs to eat, and then packed up and went to school.

Yesterday's rain made the school, which had been greening well, smell a quiet and fresh smell. I walked to the classroom. Two minutes later, Wu Feifei also came. She sat next to me, giving me a feeling of being reluctant to speak.

During the break, Ke Han walked up to me and sarcastically said, "How does it feel to let me go?"

He looked tired, and I couldn't tell whether the affection or sadness in his eyes were in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I won't be there any more in the future." He paused and said again, "I'm sorry."

His two "sorry" actually represent different meanings. The first is to break the appointment, while the second is that he does not intend to let me know the secret.

"Are you better?"

"It's okay, I'm not a flower or a plant in a greenhouse. I haven't seen any storms and waves before, so I can't die easily." I said innocently and harshly.

Ke Han pursed his lips tightly, and I was curious about what he was struggling with.

Yin Nuo in the front row also turned around. I feel disgusted when I see her fake sincerity.

"Is Yilian sick? Ke Han should feel distressed!"

Enyu gave her a blank look almost at the same time as me.

Ke Han looked at her suddenly, with anger and disgust in his eyes. What's the situation?
Chapter completed!