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"Brother Yu."

After meeting by chance in the afternoon, as expected, a message from Liu Yanchuan was sent in the evening.

Lu Qingyu helped Xiao Yan, who was called by the teacher to help, with his shift all night. He stood all night and was so exhausted.

Finally, it was time to get off work, and after returning to the dormitory to take a shower, I saw the WeChat message from Liu Yanchuan.

"Is there a problem?"

He thought about it, and it was really impolite not to reply to the message, so he deleted and changed it in the dialog box, and finally changed his tone to be polite and alienated, and then sent it.

"Today, what a coincidence..."

Liu Yanchuan replied to Lu Qingyu's message in seconds as usual.

But the relationship between the two gradually weakened because of that day. They didn't speak for so long, and couldn't think of what to say for a while, so they could only respond with some words that were neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.

"It's a coincidence, I didn't expect it either."

"Then...are you going to a fellowship today?"

"Yes, and fellowship with the immediate class."

"That's great, the previous members of our direct line haven't decided when to come over yet." Liu Yanchuan paused with his hands on the screen, carefully considering his tone, fearing that he might scare Lu Qingyu again like that day, "Looking at the freshmen directly related to you today makes me envious."

"Really, don't worry, your senior and sister should be here soon."

"Well... I hope so..."

Liu Yanchuan had just finished washing his hair, and before he could dry it quickly, he saw a message from Lu Qingyu.So he hurriedly grabbed a towel and covered his head, then picked up the phone.

He lowered his head, and his black hair, which was soaked in water, was dripping continuously.

Just as Liu Yanchuan sent it, he quickly added another sentence.

Just as I was about to press the send button, I was stunned for a moment, and quickly deleted them all.

"Today, I thought you came here specially to bring me a drink, but it turned out to be a joy for nothing." These words quickly disappeared in the dialog box.

Under the cover of wet bangs, Liu Yanchuan lowered his eyes, like a big abandoned dog.

After so many days of estrangement between the two, it has long since ceased to be able to talk about anything as before.

Liu Yanchuan felt that every word he said was like walking on a frozen river in the cold winter, every step was in danger of falling into an ice cave, but because the person opposite was Lu Qingyu, he still enjoyed it.

But why not Lu Qingyu?

Ever since he ran away that day, there was always a small lump in his heart.

He was afraid that if he didn't refuse, he would accidentally hurt Liu Yanchuan because of his own private thoughts, but as he wished, he said the words of rejection neatly, but he couldn't help but worry that what he said that day would be too harsh.

Having known Liu Yanchuan for so long, suddenly one day he didn't know how to face him, didn't know how to talk to him, Lu Qingyu was a little unhappy.

Every time I click on his dialog box, I want to ask him how he is doing recently, but he still hesitates, and quickly closes the software without even typing a word.

This passage was awkward. Even though both of them subconsciously didn't want it to end, they still couldn't hold back and had nothing to say.

After that, there was no intersection between the two.

The National Day of the [-]th came as scheduled.

The military training for the freshmen ended two days before the National Day. These kids don’t need to train during the day and don’t have to hold meetings at night. They are also indispensable in the snack street, and their seniors and sisters are so envious.

Lu Qingyu booked a ticket to go home on the [-]th. He had already packed his luggage neatly and threw it into the suitcase. He waited until it was almost time to take a taxi and head straight to the train station.

If you want to insist that this year's November is different from previous years, it should be that Yang Ningjun didn't have time to take care of him when he came back. After all, he came back with Jiang Zhou this time.

From time to time, Lu Qingyu would go out to get together with these two people. After all, the three of them were old acquaintances who had known each other since the first day of junior high school.

only……

Yang Ningjun and Jiang Zhou are still in love, and they often throw dog food on the faces of the people next to them unconsciously, or the kind of dog food that is full of snakeskin bags.

Let’s say one night, the three of them had just returned from Wanda after picking up their dolls, and they passed by a store called M on the way.

Yang Ningjun clamored to eat the new matcha cone, so he dragged them over to line up.

Half price for the second one, but that's an embarrassment for three people.

Jiang Zhou was kind and honest, looked at Lu Qingyu who was alone in embarrassment, and suggested that he should change his family and eat Haagen-Dazs.

Lu Qingyu smiled awkwardly but politely, and said gently to the two people: "No need, I will eat two by myself."

But this is not the worst.

Jiang Zhou bought a pure matcha flavor and a matcha double twist, and Yang Ningjun insisted on trying both flavors.

Jiang Zhou naturally focused on Yang Ningjun for everything.

Thus, Lu Qingyu, who was left behind by the two people, saw this scene——

Yang Ningjun was browsing Weibo while walking. Jiang Zhou handed him a pure matcha-flavored cone. He lowered his head and took a bite, feeling that it was too bitter. Jiang Zhou then fed him a matcha double-spin cone.

I don't know if anyone has noticed their group.

The two greasy and crooked cones in the front were fed in turn, and the single one in the back was holding matcha in one hand and double spinner in the other, smiling, and taking turns to taste the taste on both sides.

I don't know if it's because the wind is too gentle tonight, or because the orange street lights are too warm.

At this moment, Lu Qingyu thought of Liu Yanchuan unexpectedly.

It seems that when he accompanied Liu Yanchuan to the Starlight City to buy exercise books, it was also such a night.

The nights in early summer are so similar to the nights in early autumn.

They all have the same evening breeze with a hint of coolness, blowing away the heat.

I still ate the cones from the same store, but I changed from the cherry blossoms in early summer to the matcha in early autumn.

Looking at the two people in front of them who were so affectionate and forgetful, Lu Qingyu suddenly missed Liu Yanchuan.

It's just that I haven't spoken to him for such a long time, and his circle of friends never updates his own dynamics, and I don't know if he is doing well.

Eleventh passed like this.

Lu Qingyu bought a ticket for the afternoon of the [-]th, and he was not in a hurry to return to school a day early.

City N and City Z are not far apart, but the weather changes a lot.

It was a sunny day when Lu Qingyu was in City N, but as the bullet train got closer to City Z, the blue sky, which was still somewhat dazzling, gradually turned gray.

When we arrived in Z City, it was raining heavily.

Lu Qingyu dragged his big and heavy suitcase out of the station.

It's not yet night, but the day has been completely covered by dark clouds, and it's very low, as if the sky is about to be crushed down. It's gray and dark everywhere, which makes people feel very depressed.

The sky seemed to open a reservoir gate, and dense and large raindrops rushed towards the ground as if they were desperate.

The rain, the roof, the leaves, and the cars on the road collided and intertwined into a deafening sound. Even when two people walking together spoke, they had to shout at the top of their voices to be able to hear clearly.

Lu Qingyu turned on the taxi app on his phone, and tried to call a car back to school.

But this kind of rainy day like a disaster movie is hard to find.

Lu Qingyu had no choice but to hold an umbrella and wade across the water to the train station to catch a bus.

Even if there is an umbrella, it is almost useless in this kind of heavy rain.

Perhaps it was because of the bad road conditions during the rainstorm that every bus could not arrive on time, and the bus stop was crowded with people like Lu Qingyu waiting for the bus.

The bus was crowded with people and there was a lot of luggage. When Lu Qingyu returned to school, half of his life was already dead.

Wiping the shoulders of the densely packed people, when he squeezed out of the bus with his suitcase, he smelled the fresh air outside, as if he was amnesty.

Looking at the heavy rain that was still pouring down, Lu Qingyu sighed, held up his umbrella, and planned to return to the dormitory in one breath, and then take a good hot shower.

"Meow meow……"

Amidst the sound of the rainstorm, Lu Qingyu heard a few faint meows not far away.

He stopped what he was doing and listened carefully to the direction of the sound.

It looks like... it's behind the billboard.

Lu Qingyu put away her umbrella, dragged her suitcase around to the back of the bus station, and found a small white cardboard box on the ground.

The rain was so heavy that the raindrops covered the shed on top of the billboard and splashed inside again.

Lu Qingyu reopened the umbrella and squatted down.

Inside the box was a thin little orange cat. The bottom of the box was covered with a layer of cotton cloth, but the cotton cloth was of no use at all.

The kitten's resistance was poor, and its body was wet by the rain. It was shrinking into a ball and shivering.

It seemed to feel that the rain was no longer splashing on it, so it raised its little head tremblingly, its dark eyes were full of mist, and looked at Lu Qingyu pitifully.

Lu Qingyu suddenly had a feeling of deja vu.

"Meow……"

The little orange cat called out to Lu Qingyu tremblingly again, which was much weaker than the voice Lu Qingyu heard just now, as if begging Lu Qingyu not to leave him alone.

Lu Qingyu frowned and looked around, the rainstorm was still going on.

Such a small kitten, just throwing it in the rainstorm, will die...

Lu Qingyu couldn't bear it.

Even though the dormitory clearly stipulates that pets are not allowed, he can only take the kitten back temporarily.

Lu Qingyu carried the schoolbag on his back to his chest, put everything in a mezzanine, vacated the largest layer, carefully picked up the small paper box and put it into the schoolbag, with the two zippers only in the middle The upper position left a fairly large vent.

Before leaving, Lu Qingyu poked the little milk cat's wet head with his fingers.

"Little guy, shall we go?"

"Meow……"

The kitten could hear that Lu Qingyu was talking to it, and responded with a loud voice.

Lu Qingyu pulled the suitcase, carefully protected the schoolbag on his chest, and held an umbrella that was almost useless in this kind of day, and rushed into the white rain.