How to keep your boyfriend after being broken up

During the few days of the senior high school entrance examination, it was raining lightly. When answering the questions, apart from the rustling sound of the tip of the pen across the scroll surface, and the occasional "swish" of the paper turning over and rubbing against the table, I could always feel the wind outside the window suddenly. The patter of rain was ignored.

When the math test was over, most of the people breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere was not as tense as it was after the Chinese test in the morning. Some people wanted to joke about the interesting things in the test room, but most people still complained about the lack of time or the last The big question has no idea.

But to be honest, squatting on the stairs of the teaching building like Yuan Qiuming, unwilling to leave and whining about it is really too embarrassing.

"I failed to write three questions in the ancient poems I wrote silently." Yuan Qiuming looked at Tang Chenyi resentfully, "I also failed in classical Chinese and ancient poems. Tell me, did you hide your clumsiness when you highlighted the key points for me?"

"You really think of me as a god, and you will be tested for whatever you draw." Tang Chen snapped back angrily, "I find it incredible that I can pass a modern essay."

"What I wrote in the back of my math problem is a mess, it's over!" Yuan Qiuming hugged his head and wailed. Fortunately, everyone is almost gone now. Tang Chenyi was made scalp numb by him, if he hadn't pulled his bag Tang Chen left as soon as he wanted to.

Fortunately, he didn't leave at that time.

Song Lian and two other girls came out together. The three of them complained to each other, but they were rarely like other people who walked out of the examination room, no matter how well they concealed their faces, there was confusion and worry in their smiles. It was relaxed and joyful—especially the girl who was too lively, was she called Liao Jia? She danced and described the panic and funnyness just now to the people around her, accompanied by exaggerated onomatopoeia, which attracted the two people around her Then he laughed.

"Wow, I was washing my hands, but the faucet suddenly came out of water and made a strange sound of 'gurgling'. I thought it was because the water stopped, so I just waited for the water pressure to come up." Liao Jia complained, saying When it was funny, her brows and eyes curled up, "The sisters Qingling are good, they just started twisting wildly, and she turned off the faucet with great force! Hahahahahahaha, you still have the face to ask me what to do hahaha Ha ha ha ha!"

"Shut up!" The little beauty with a clear and cold temperament in the past is embarrassed and excited at this time. Her hair is still dripping, but she only cares about criticizing Liao Jia whose wet underwear is leaking out, as if after doing something bad. The brats whose companions were telling each other, "You still have the face to criticize me, you are the first one to spray on the water, what about you! The first reaction is to call Song Lian!"

"Song Lian! Help! The faucet is bursting!" Wei Qingling imitated Liao Jia, his voice was as shrill as a screaming chicken strangled by the throat, "Yeah, yah, yah, yah, yah!"

"You, you, you! How good do you think you are! We, Song Lianqing, are an innocent little boy, and you just dragged him into the women's bathroom to fix the faucet! What are you so worried about!" Liao Jia blushed with anger, and glanced at the matter. Fa Xiao was happy to hear that, and he decisively pulled Fa Xiao off, "You can do it too! Our Song Lian has such a pretty face, you just press down on the water column like this, you are jealous His beauty!"

The voices of the girls floated from the stairs, and even the bickering could tell the intimacy of the relationship, which made the downstairs laugh even if they only heard a few words.Tang Chen tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, but Yuan Qiuming grinned unscrupulously. Fortunately, he knew how to restrain himself from laughing.

The conversation continued, and the source of the sound was getting closer.

"Don't make trouble, be careful of the stairs." The warm voice still has the crispness of the boy's voice, "I will tell the doorman about the faucet and toilet water cutoff later, and apologize to the general affairs teacher tomorrow. Fortunately, it is the last time." The toilets inside usually have fewer people detours to go to the toilet.”

"No way, who told so many people to squeeze the toilet at the entrance of the corridor just after the exam. Let me tell you, when I made the choice, I was so nervous that I wanted to go to the toilet. I endured it! I just ran over after handing in the test paper and there was a I'm going to collapse when people line up!" Liao Jia wrapped her baggy coat tightly, and wanted to continue complaining, but stopped abruptly when she saw two other figures.

Wow, shame on the scene.

As soon as Tang Chenyi and Yuan Qiuming looked up, they could see three drenched chickens—the strange girl's hair was wet in strands, and the tips of her hair were still dripping with water drops, water marks Sliding into the neckline along the thin cheeks, the beautiful white gauze skirt was not spared, and the water in the sandals was thrown all the way, but it was considered the more decent of the three; Liao Jia seemed to be fished out of the water The female ghost who came was shivering in an ill-fitting coat. The white T-shirt she saw in the morning was now sticking to her body, revealing her skin color. Fortunately, the semi-dry coat blocked most of it, and a pair of canvas shoes creaked. Rubbing the ground, leaving a string of wet footprints.

The same happened to Song Lian's t-shirt. The legs of the gray sweatpants were pulled up to reveal a beautiful calf. He wore sneakers on one foot and held a soggy sock in his hand.Reminiscent of the water stains that Liao Jia described as "like wet pants", he was embarrassed and depressed.

Yuan Qiuming couldn't bear to continue laughing, it was too miserable.

"Slip carefully." Tang Chen took Song Lian who was closest to him, let him get down first, and then supported Wei Qingling who was slipping in a panic wearing sandals. Liao Jia jumped down immediately and threatened Yuan Qiuming Keep it a secret, and Yuan Qiuming caught it in order to prevent this aunt from becoming angry from embarrassment.

Among the three, only Wei Qingling held a long umbrella in his hand. Considering that Song Lian and Liao Jia often went home together in his impression, Tang Chen stuffed his own lattice folded umbrella into Song Lian's hand, "Go home early Well, there are the last two gates tomorrow, come on.” He dragged Yuan Qiuming, who was still bickering with Liao Jia, grabbed his umbrella and walked into the rain.

"Thank you." Song Lian took the umbrella and thanked him with a smile.

"Then I'm leaving too, bye." Wei Qingling blinked, raised the umbrella in his hand, "Come on tomorrow."

Everyone was pretending that nothing happened, it was just a chance encounter at the entrance of the teaching building before going home, saying goodbye politely to save each other a little face.

Only Liao Jia complained very sadly, "Wow, as expected, whenever there is someone I don't know well, my Qingling boss is gentle and dignified." She put her hands together and prayed, "I wish the Qingling boss a smooth exam tomorrow and never be irritable. I wish little Song Lian all the best in the exam! Amen."

There are many slots and no mouths. "What about you?" Song Lian untied the umbrella, opened it and covered the girl and himself.It might be a psychological effect. He felt that the rain today was extraordinarily gentle, falling finely on the umbrella surface, which sounded very nice.

"Do you think I'm stupid? How could I give myself a mouthful of poisonous milk!"

Song Lian was so angry that he rolled his eyes on the spot regardless of his image. He thought that the other party was grabbing the corner of his clothes to apologize for his nanny's behavior. Unexpectedly, Ms. Liao was suddenly shy, and Ai Ai said, "Song Lian, actually, I brought an umbrella."

Song Lian was silent, and replied after a while: "I brought it too."

I just didn't want to say no then.

The author has something to say:

If your crush hands you an umbrella on a rainy day

Song Lian: If I have an umbrella, I will say no umbrella.

Liao (Note Gusheng) Jia: Ah, thank you, but I have an umbrella.