Give me back my tail

There is no tone attached to the text, nor does it show the facial expressions of the typewriter, making it difficult to judge the other party's true feelings and appeals.

Ji Rong stared at this line for a while, unable to tell whether Zhao Zecheng just wanted to express his sincerity through such a question, or was really willing to leave for him.

The winter night at four or five o'clock came quickly, and the sky, which was still slightly bright just now, was completely dark at this time.

Ji Rong stood alone among the piles of bookshelves, and the black shadow covered him, suppressing him, and the three people who were noisy and arguing for him did not know when they stopped discussing and returned to their lives.

Only Ji Rong couldn't go back.

Ji Rong's thoughts became very chaotic, and he couldn't continue to review.

He stood there for a while, then pretended that he had just returned, smiled politely at the three of them, packed up his things and took them away.

The spread out ancient characters and inscriptions are still placed on top.

Ji Rong happened to take notes on the opened page, and wrote the word "love" in oracle bone inscriptions.

Ji Rong remembered that Zhao Zecheng and him were sitting in the classroom that day, and Zhao Zecheng revealed the homework answers in advance and whispered in his ear ambiguously.

Zhao Zecheng said that the most primitive love is to overlap bodies and do what they often do.

It would be great if this is the case, Ji Rong thought, but why is the current love becoming complicated and difficult to understand, with thousands of twists and turns.

He looked at it a few more times, and finally put the book away and placed it at the bottom.

Three days later, Ji Rong ushered in the first exam.

The sky on this day was very gloomy, which seemed to indicate the difficulty of the questions and the ease of failing the course. Ji Rong counted, and he could not do the questions with at least 30 points.

He was depressed in the exam, and walked downstairs slowly, and it suddenly started raining.

Ji Rong was not there when he was sitting in the classroom for the exam. When he went down the corridor, he saw fluffy raindrops floating down. When he walked to the gate, the fluffy raindrops had turned into solid raindrops, falling on the ground with low density. superior.

Ji Rong stopped for a moment, he stretched out his hand, and felt a drop of raindrops hit his palm in a few seconds.

Due to the natural aversion of fur animals to getting wet, Ji Rong didn't really want to walk in the rain.

The students who came from behind were also divided into three factions, some ran into the rain without hesitation, some left in twos and threes holding an umbrella, and some, like Ji Rong, stood where they were.

Because Ji Rong came down early, he stood at the front of these people. After about half a minute, he began to hear many voices mixed together, one after another, similar to coquettish voices.

Most of them were girls, and there were also one or two male voices, calling for help from the person on the other end of the phone.

They said that the rain was so heavy that they couldn't go back, they said come pick me up, and they said hurry up.

The rain didn't intend to stop, but it was getting bigger and bigger, beating the ground with a higher frequency.

People kept rushing into the rain, and a boy who was not tall came running out of the rain holding an umbrella. He ran quickly, passed Ji Rong, and waved to a girl behind him.

The girl hopped over and stood under his umbrella.

Ji Rong suddenly realized that he was not worthy to stand here and wait.Because I can't wait for the rain to get smaller, and I can't wait for someone to send an umbrella.

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

When the next boy rushed into the rain, Ji Rong also imitated him, put all the books in his hand on his head, stared at the ground and started to rush down.

Raindrops soon hit the writing and Ji Rong's wrist.

The cold blow seemed to pull him back to that rainy night.

He and Zhao Zecheng were tossed in a lonely boat, and the raincoat, which was of no help, was draped over Ji Rong.

Memories and postures limit Ji Rong's vision.

He rushed to the ground so fast that it was too late when he realized that there was an obstacle in front of him.

Ji Rong ran straight ahead.

Fortunately, the person who was hit by Ji Rong had a strong body, but he took half a step back and didn't tell the two of them to roll down the stairs.

The raindrops hitting Ji Rong disappeared, replaced by the crackling sound of the umbrella being hit.

Ji Rong quickly supported him, said sorry, and stood up straight.

He saw lace-up leather shoes first, then fitted suit pants, a belt, a white shirt, a well-made coat, and finally Zhao Zecheng's face.

Zhao Ze was standing on a step shorter than Ji Rong, who was actually about the same height as him, and looked at Ji Rong frankly under the umbrella.

Zhao Zecheng said directly: "Shall I take you there?"

Ji Rong hadn't seen Zhao Zecheng for a few days. For some reason, he was the first to think of the title of that post, which was Light and Umbrella.

Why is it always raining during exam week?

Zhao Zecheng didn't wait for his response, and wanted to step up on his own initiative, and stood beside Ji Rong.

Ji Rong stretched out his hand to stop him, and Ji Rong said, "No need."

Before he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Zecheng to speak, and continued to push the book up, but he still didn't move his legs.

His legs seemed to be grabbed by some invisible thing, unable to move in place.

"What are you doing?" Ji Rong frowned.

"I'll take you there," Zhao Zecheng said anyway, "it will rain harder and harder."

If one only looked at Zhao Zecheng's eyes and tone, no one would believe that this person was secretly playing tricks.

Zhao Zecheng stood beside Ji Rong, holding Ji Rong's waist with his hands.

The moment he walked down with Ji Rong, Ji Rong's legs and feet were suddenly controlled again, and he walked a few steps freely.

Ji Rong turned sideways to avoid Zhao Zecheng's hand on his waist, and the two of them stopped again.

"You let me go by myself." Ji Rong said.

Zhao Zecheng didn't speak, but when Ji Rong tried to walk by himself, Zhao Zecheng played tricks so that he couldn't move.

This was so despicable that Ji Rong tried to leave three or four times without success.

When he walked down the steps completely, Zhao Zecheng's hand was still on Ji Rong's waist.

And maybe it's because they stop and go like this is too eye-catching, people passing by them will always look back, the moment they see them, Ji Rong always feels that everyone is giving off gossip.

Some with excitement, some with malice.

Ji Rong had no choice but to compromise, he quickened his pace a little, hugged the book to his chest, and told Zhao Zecheng to walk faster.

Zhao Zecheng's legs are so much longer than his, of course it is very easy.

Two people usually cross the teaching building and the first cafeteria of the West Campus.

The rain was indeed as Zhao Zecheng said, it was getting bigger and bigger, almost forming a rain curtain, trapping the two of them under the rain.

As Ji Rong walked, he couldn't help but think that after he and Zhao Zecheng met again, the longest time they spent together was in the rain.It is always very loud, and the sound alone is annoying, and the noisy people are restless and unable to think.

Zhao Zecheng stopped suddenly, and Ji Rong was forced to stop too, and he said, "Go this way."

The rain was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see the road. Ji Rong made a distinction before he saw that it was not the direction to the school gate.

Ji Rong only had one exam today, and he planned to go home.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's raining too much," Zhao Zecheng said. "It's not convenient for you to take a taxi or a bus. I'll drive you back."

The rain was indeed heavy, so heavy that people passed by them, and they had no time to look up at them.

Ji Rong raised his head and looked at Zhao Zecheng, and then thought of Zhao Zecheng's question that day for no reason. Zhao Zecheng asked him if he would forgive him if he left the coordination office.

After that, Zhao Zecheng did not send any other messages.

At that time, Ji Rong couldn't judge Zhao Zecheng's sincerity and hypocrisy based on words, but it seemed that it was difficult to meet people face to face.

Because Ji Rong thought, Zhao Zecheng used to call his name in the classroom and flirt secretly with him.

Hold his hand in the dark and ask him if he is cold.

Kissing Ji Rong on the face, whispering that he is cute.

And at this moment, there is no one, Ji Rong judges whether it is true or false.

Seeing that Ji Rong didn't speak, Zhao Zecheng asked again: "Is it okay?"

Ji Rong didn't answer if it was okay, he also asked Zhao Zecheng: "Do you know that post in the forum?"

Zhao Zecheng froze for a moment, then nodded.

At that time, he was worried about finding Ji Rong, and he didn't pay much attention to the work of the school and the coordination office, let alone such trivial things as being confessed.

But after the incident got serious, the school leaders talked to him.

Zhao Zecheng was too lazy to deal with it, so he naturally used some special methods to solve it.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Zecheng said, frowning, "Did someone say anything about you?"

Ji Rong looked at Zhao Zecheng for a few seconds.

"No." Ji Rong thought for a while and told him, "If we are like this, others will take pictures after seeing it. Don't—"

Zhao Zecheng didn't seem to be listening to Ji Rong, and Zhao Zecheng grabbed him before he finished speaking.

Zhao Zecheng's car was parked downstairs in the second teaching building, very close.

The inside of the car was much warmer than the outside, and the co-pilot flung himself on a blanket and backrest that didn't match the style of the car before in summer.

Zhao Zecheng reached out and pressed the reading light.

He didn't seem to be planning to drive right away.Instead, he cleared his throat and told Ji Rong, "I resigned."

"The Coordination Office," he added, "I don't mind quitting for you."

Ji Rong didn't know what to say, he hugged the seat belt.

Zhao Zecheng started the car.

The driving this time was much safer and warmer than the one at sea. The destination was clear, there was no danger of strong winds and waves, and the space was dry. With the good performance of the vehicle, a comfortable and bright world was isolated.

Zhao Zecheng said: "Actually, the jobs over there are not all that bad."

He tried to explain: "Many goblins live very hard in today's world, and we... also do good deeds."

Zhao Zecheng seemed to talk a lot today, Ji Rong didn't respond, he kept talking.

"I've always had some conflicts with your fox clan, and I've tried my best to give it back," Zhao Zecheng said again, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, "Actually, I'm not that powerful...there's not much I can do."

He looked at Ji Rong sideways, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated to speak.

Ji Rong conjectured, always reconcile with us, forgive me, the same meaning.

But Ji Rong was flustered and couldn't think of an answer, so as soon as the car stopped, he opened the door and ran away.

Zhao Zecheng shouted from behind: "Ji Rong!"

His voice softened: "At least reply me on WeChat."

Ji Rong quickly ran into the corridor, and couldn't see Zhao Zecheng when he turned his head, but the sound didn't travel in a straight line, so Ji Rong still heard it.

He leaned against the wall with his book in his arms, panting.

Qian Bing happened to come down from upstairs and met him face to face.

Qian Bing and Qian Nuo were similar to most outstanding fox demons. Ji Rong hadn't seen him since he came back, and both of them were stunned.

After Qian Bing was stunned, he quickly looked him up and down.

"You didn't bring an umbrella, how did you come back?" Qian Bing said sharply.

Just as Ji Rong was about to make up a reason, Qian Bing asked him excitedly: "Did Zhao Zecheng send you back?"

Ji Rong: "..."

"How do you..."

Before Ji Rong could finish speaking, she had already run out: "Damn, have you left yet? Give me a ride. I put on beautiful makeup today, and I really don't want to get wet in the rain."

The author says:

In the past two days, the update has been slow. In addition to Calvin as always, there is another important reason. I broke the handle when I moved the express delivery. It was just a super-large high-voltage rice cooker, which was heavier than I imagined. From the entrance of the community When I moved home, my hands started to shake at night, and it didn’t recover the next day. I went to the pharmacy and asked, and they said it was a muscle injury... So Double Eleven is risky, and you need to be cautious when shopping...