Fast time travel: She falls in love with the villain every day

Chapter 105 Half of the Heirloom

The rain curtain was hazy, and the humid wind blew in piles of moisture, blocking the way of many people.

There were people coming and going at the door, and from time to time, a few secular gossip eyes fell on the two of them, as if they were searching for something.

Facing Yin Penghuan's extremely sincere eyes that begged for help, Qi Shaoru froze in place and fell into a brief silence.

It doesn't seem good if you don't agree, after all, it's a matter of little effort, but it doesn't seem good if you agree, because people's words are scary, and he has encountered similar things like this one after another.

Yin Penghuan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, seeing that he was silent, he raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes:
"Professor Qi?"

She then smiled:
"It's okay if it's really inconvenient. I'll just go to the office and find you later."

Qi Shaoru's eyes stopped on the silver bracelet on Yin Penghuan's wrist:
"Is this bracelet yours?"

His voice was mixed with the sound of the rain and was weakened, but it still reached Yin Penghuan's ears smoothly, and it sounded like an echo, melodious and deep.

"Well, yes," she nodded, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Professor Qi?"

She always felt that Qi Shaoru knew this silver bracelet.

Qi Shaoru looked away complicatedly: "It's nothing—hiss—"

The bag in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, one hand was covering the other arm, as if he was suppressing some unspeakable pain, Yin Penghuan hurriedly bent down to pick up the bag he dropped on the ground, raised his eyes and asked tentatively :
"Professor Qi? Are you okay?"

Judging by his calm expression, this obviously shouldn't be the first time, so it's an old problem.

At this time, Zhuang Buren, who had been squatting in the toilet for half a class, came out and realized that get out of class was over, so he hurried back to the classroom to see if Yin Penghuan was still there.

Because Yin Penghuan didn't seem to like him very much before, he endured most of the class and didn't greet her.

Seeing that there were not many people in the classroom, he rushed to the gate of the teaching building in a hurry, and a look of color broke into his eyes, and he suddenly slammed on the brakes and stared at Yin Penghuan:
"It's okay...you haven't left yet, otherwise you won't be able to find anyone everywhere," he took a breath, seeing that she was standing at the door and not going out, he asked suspiciously, "you didn't bring an umbrella, did you?"

There was a hint of excitement in his words.

Listening to the voice, Yin Penghuan tilted his head and glanced at him: "You seem to wish I didn't bring it?"

"Come and help!"

Zhuang Buren was stunned and said, "Huh?"

"Ah what, hurry up."

He was dumbfounded for a long time, and then he realized that there was a person standing behind Yin Penghuan, and said in surprise, "Isn't this Professor Qi? Professor Qi...what's wrong?"

"Professor Qi, I asked Zhuang Buren to help you back to the office, please bear with it."

She stared at Zhuang Buren in a daze, and then opened Qi Shaoru's umbrella. Although it was a folding umbrella with a black wooden handle, it felt safe to open it.

Zhuang Buren was stunned by the stare, and ran up cautiously, holding Qi Shaoru's shoulders. Seeing that Professor Qi was sweating in pain, and seemed to be suffering, he was a little puzzled:

"Professor Qi...could it be rheumatism?"

Qi Shaoru forced a smile:
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm not rheumatism, but it's similar to rheumatism. It happens every time the weather is cloudy and rainy. It's an old problem."

The three of them walked into the rain just like that. Yin Penghuan held an umbrella for them, and they endured the heavy rain alone. Although it was summer rain, it still felt numb and cold when it hit people's skin.

But this cold stimulation didn't last long, she thought it was sunny, but when she looked up, she was stunned.

It's Shen Yue.

He was walking in the rain, but he didn't get wet. At this time, he was only wearing a snow-white coat, and he was holding a large crimson black-edged gold silk coat in his hand, which was being stretched above her head. It was fiery red and hot, Instantly dispelled all her moisture and coolness.

Yin Penghuan returned to his senses and thanked in a low voice: "Thank you..."

Shen Yue just smiled when he heard this.

Seeing him exuding charm here in a serious manner, Yin Penghuan said "hehe" twice in his heart, and then held his umbrella as if no one else was around.

The sharp-eared Zhuang Buren turned around and asked, "Who are you thanking?"

Yin Penghuan patted him on the head, making his eyes stare.

"Watch the road carefully, don't drop the professor."

Zhuang didn't recognize "Oh", and chatted with Yin Penghuan again, because of Professor Qi, he couldn't ask what he wanted to ask, but it was impossible for him to be a dull gourd and not talk all the way. Not his itchy style.

"I heard that this year's drama festival of your Academy of Arts has invited the Empress Flower crew from Liujing Drama Theater, is that true?"

Hearing his mention, Yin Penghuan was surprised:

"Do you still know about the Empress Flower?"

Zhuang Buren scratched his fluffy messy hair, his eyes were dark and shiny:

"Hey, can't you see it? My mother likes to watch these. Her favorite show is this one. I just remember it. Do you want to watch it?"

"I didn't grab the seat, so I won't go."

In fact, she didn't grab it at all. The story is a familiar story, no matter how many times she listens to it, it will remain the same for her.

Qi Shaoru quietly listened to the chat between the two, and suddenly said:

"I can take you in. If you want to go, I will also go to the theater festival later."

Zhuang Buden's eyes lit up with burning desire: "Really?"

"Well, do you want to go?"

"Think about it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yin Penghuan: "Penghuan, are you going?"

Yin Penghuan ignored him as if he had never heard of it.

He still kept on talking:
"I don't know much about this either, so why don't you just go, you can just give me some popular science, and I'll treat you to dinner after reading it, how about it? Huh——Why do I feel a little sinister..."

He shivered unconsciously as he spoke.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Penghuan glanced at Shen Yue who was unscrupulously exuding yin, with affirmation in his eyes, a "good job" approval.

Office Building 304 of the Academy of Arts.

"Professor Qi, you should have painkillers, right? I'll get you a cup of hot water."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

As soon as Yin Penghuan came back, Zhuang didn't recognize this acquaintance, so he chatted with Qi Shaoru.

"What a coincidence, Professor Qi, our family used to be named Wen, maybe we are still relatives!"

I've seen people climbing relatives, but I've never seen such shameless people.

Qi Shaoru took the warm water from Yin Penghuan, thanked him again, and then took the medicine.

"By the way, Professor Qi, do you have any heirlooms in your family? We have them in our family, and it's very strange that there are only half of them. Do you have any in your family?"

Qi Shaoru put down the water glass, and when he looked up, he saw two pairs of knowledge-hungry eyes staring at him, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Our family's ancestor is indeed named Wen." He paused before continuing: "However, there is no such family heirloom as you mentioned."

"Really not?"

Yin Penghuan squeezed away Zhuang Buren, and asked seriously.

Qi Shaoru was stunned for a second, then suddenly remembered the silver bracelet in her hand, smiled and said: "It's really not there."

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(End of this chapter)