The sling she was wearing didn't feel cold in itself, but it rained all night, and as the raindrops fell, the breeze became a little cold.
Wang Qiu wanted to stand up in frustration, but it was a little difficult for her who rarely wore high heels.
The moment he couldn't stand still, his shoulders were grasped by a pair of strong and warm hands.
Wang Qiu turned around and saw Zhou Qianliu. He immediately resisted, twisted his shoulders in disgust, and broke away from his hands: "Go away."
Wang Qiu folded her arms in front of her waist and arched her back slightly in the cold. She was already thin, which made people feel distressed.
Zhou Qianliu stepped forward and put his coat on her body.
Wang Qiu shook his shoulders in disgust, and his clothes slipped off. Fortunately, Zhou Qianliu caught it quickly with quick eyes and hands.
He was a little helpless: "Do you hate me so much?"
Wang Qiu ignored him, just dragged his heavy steps and walked forward slowly, holding back tears.
Zhou Qianliu quickly followed, put the clothes on her body again, and held her shoulders tightly with both hands: "Don't be hard on yourself."
Wang Qiu looked at him and snorted coldly: "Teacher Zhou, you really like me and show mercy at all times."
After hearing these ironic words, Zhou Qianliu immediately understood. He lowered his head and smiled: "Fang Kerou is just a friend, no, not even a friend."
Wang Qiu was too lazy to pay attention to him, but it was indeed much warmer when he put on clothes, so there was really no need to be hard on himself.
Zhou Qianliu followed her silently. Wang Qiu didn't speak, and neither did he.
But the raindrops were getting heavier and heavier. Without any doubt, Zhou Qianliu pulled her to the side of the road and tried to stop a car, but there were always people there.
There was no other way, so Zhou Qianliu lowered his head and used his mobile phone to hail a taxi. It would only take five or six minutes at the fastest.
Wang Qiu couldn't use his mobile phone to hail a taxi, so he could only wait on the sidelines.
The surrounding area was empty, and there was no shelter behind the sidewalk. The two of them just stood on the side of the road, soaked in the rain.
Zhou Qianliu's shirt was almost soaked and stuck tightly to his skin. He was a little panicked and used his hands to forcefully open the buttons in front of his neck.
Wang Qiu was doing better. His hair was almost soaked. Fortunately, he had a relatively thick coat, but his high heels were full of water and his feet kept sliding down.
After finally waiting for the car to arrive, Zhou Qianliu walked over quickly, but Wang Qiu just took a step and couldn't walk anymore.
The strap of her high-heeled shoes fell off, and she almost twisted her foot and fell. At this moment, she could only bend down, take off her shoes, hold them in her hands, and quickly follow.
After getting in the car, the driver looked at the two people who were soaked and looked a little unhappy, saying that if he had known better, he would not have taken the order.
Wang Qiu didn't understand, and didn't want to go into details. He just tilted his head and looked out the window.
Zhou Qianliu saw that she was holding shoes in her hand, and her skirt was wet, with water dripping down the corners of her skirt drop by drop.
At this moment, Zhou Qianliu's cell phone rang. He picked it up and said, "I have to leave beforehand. Thank you for today, but I will keep less contact with you in the future, that's all."
Wang Qiu turned his head and looked at him, knowing that it was Fang Kerou who called. From his tone, it seemed that there was really nothing between the two of them, and he immediately let go of his grudge and dissatisfaction.
I was disgusted with him before getting in the car, but now I find him pleasing to the eye.
It's just so weird.
The car stopped at the back door of Zhou Qianliu Community, and when he got out of the car, Wang Qiu said to him: "How do you get a taxi? Rent a driver for me too."
Zhou Qianliu chuckled lightly, but the smile was really forced: "You're already soaked like this. Let's go to my house first. It's not like I've never been there before."
Wang Qiu wanted to say something more, but he picked him up.
Wang Qiu then remembered that he was not wearing any shoes, and suddenly became anxious: "I left my shoes on the car just now."
Zhou Qianliu had already carried her to the door of the building. He put her down, shook his hair and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call him to come back."
"Forget it, it's broken anyway."
Zhou Qianliu put away his phone, put it in his pocket, and then prepared to hug her again.
Wang Qiu took two steps back: "There are no stones, so I can walk barefoot."
"There's water, it's slippery."
"Don't worry." Wang Qiu stubbornly left on his own.
