The fine rain hit the umbrella, making a rustling sound. The water flowed down the umbrella ribs, and the water that fell to the ground rippled in circles.
Neither of them spoke.
Apart from the sound of rain hitting the umbrella, there was only the sound of each other's breathing.
Lu Zhinian hugged Jiang Suichu and walked through the rain to the parking lot. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, feeling her weight in his arms, and his heart suffocated.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the furry head lying on his shoulder, his Adam's apple rolling.
Why is it so light?
Did you not eat well again?
Jiang Suchu lay in Lu Zhinian's arms holding an umbrella, burying his face in his neck. Her breath was filled with the familiar light woody fragrance, and Lu Zhinian's strong arms were on her waist.
The longing and grievances of the past year seemed to have reached their peak at this moment. Jiang Suchu tightened her arms and hugged his neck tightly, her tears gradually ending. Tears fell on Lu Zhinian's neck, sliding down his collar and into his chest.
Feeling the moist heat on his skin, Lu Zhinian paused slightly.
He turned his head and looked at Jiang Suichu, who was sobbing with his face buried in his face, and said hoarsely: "Jiang Suichu, why are you crying?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Suchu couldn't control it anymore and cried loudly. She didn't look up, her shoulders were twitching from crying, and she hit Lu Zhinian's shoulder twice with her fists.
"Bad guy!"
"Land Peacock!"
Lu Zhinian: "......"
Lu Zhinian, who was scolded, paused for a moment, then chuckled and opened the passenger door and put her in. Lu Zhinian took the umbrella in her hand and stood in front of the car door. He bent down and held the car door with one hand and looked into her eyes: "Why are you scolding me?"
Jiang Suchu cried until the tip of his nose was red, and there were tears hanging on his chin. She hugged her military training uniform, raised her eyelids and glanced at him, sobbed and pursed her lips, turning her head away and saying nothing.
Lu Zhinian looked at the back of her head and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
My weight has not increased, but my temper has increased a lot.
He smiled, closed the door, put the umbrella in the trunk and got in the car. After he got in the car, Jiang Suchu snorted again and turned his face to the other side, not looking at him anyway.
Lu Zhinian leaned back on the chair, tilted his head and looked at her side face, and called her slightly: "Jiang~Sui~chu~"
"Hmph~" Jiang Suchu hugged the military training uniform in his arms tightly, and turned his head arrogantly, completely facing him with the back of his head.
The ending sound of her "hum" was raised, which made her look particularly arrogant. Lu Zhinian was amused, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud.
He rubbed the tip of his nose, leaned over and called her a string of nicknames: "Sui Sui? Zhu Zhu? Sui Bao?"
Jiang Suichu bent his lower lip, still twisting his neck arrogantly and not looking at him. When she felt him coming closer, she moved her buttocks and almost pressed against the car door.
Lu Zhinian looked at her twitching shoulders, put his hands on the steering wheel, and tapped his fingertips. He frowned and thought for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Baby, don't you miss me?"
Jiang Suichu looked at the rain outside the car window, pouting and was about to say no, when he heard Lu Zhinian's aggrieved voice.
"I miss you."
"Special...special thoughts."
Jiang Suchu paused, and the tears he had held back burst out again.
She bit her lip and turned her head to stare at him, tears streaming down her face: "Liar!"
Lu Zhinian was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that she was finally willing to look at him, he smiled helplessly and said, "What did I lie to you about?"
As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper from the armrest box and leaned over to wipe her tears.
Jiang Suchu felt a little sour in his heart when he looked at his face so close. One year is not a long time, but he seems to have changed a lot. Wearing a black shirt and trousers, he has a sense of maturity that is different from the youthful spirit of high school.
But the top two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, slightly open to reveal a section of his collarbone, which seemed a bit wanton.
Seeing that she kept looking at him without speaking, Lu Zhinian curled his lower lip, took out another piece of paper and wiped the tip of her nose: "Huh?"
Jiang Suchu looked at the dimples on his cheeks and thought of the confession wall his roommates talked about last night and that he hung up his phone. She pushed his hand away and stared at him with her big eyes: "Hang up the phone!"
Lu Zhinian was a little confused: "When did I hang up on you?"
When Jiang Suichu saw that he refused to admit it, he became even more angry. She grabbed her schoolbag and took out her cell phone and said, "Just yesterday, I called you several times and you didn't answer."
"Yesterday?" Lu Zhinian paused, thinking of the school gift that Pei Shuo mentioned yesterday.
Just as he was thinking about it, the mobile phone placed on the armrest box between the two of them vibrated, and a series of unfamiliar phone numbers were displayed on the screen. Lu Zhinian has always been sensitive to numbers. The moment he saw the number, he immediately thought of the phone call he hung up on on the forum yesterday.
He picked up the phone, looked at the string of numbers and said somewhat uncomfortably: "Is this... your phone number?"
Jiang Suichu cut off the phone and kissed him: "Otherwise."
Lu Zhinian looked at her aggrieved expression, chuckled and reached out to touch her face: "I didn't know this was your call. If I knew it was your call, I definitely wouldn't hang up."
"You should have sent me a text."
In fact, she knew that Lu Zhinian hung up on her because he didn't know it was her, but she was just a little unhappy.
"Hmph~" Jiang Suchu pouted, "What text message are you sending? Others say you have a girlfriend."
She sniffed and said angrily: "You also said that your girlfriend is your flower. You love others so much that you even got their names tattooed on them."
As she spoke, she glanced at his collar, not knowing whether Yang Siqiao's statement that he had a tattoo on his chest was true.
Lu Zhinian listened to her sour words, and then followed her gaze to his chest.
He suppressed a smile on his lips and raised his eyebrows at her: "Want to take a look?"
"Ah?" Jiang Suchu was stunned for a moment, looked up at him and sobbed: "Look...what are you looking at?"
"Look at whose name I have the tattoo on." As he said that, he reached out to unbutton his shirt and stared at her with slightly narrowed eyes.
Jiang Suchu looked at the movements of his hands and opened his eyes silently. Seeing that the third button on his chest was about to be undone, she rushed over and held his hand down: "No, no, no...I...I won't look."
There were people coming and going outside. If Lu Zhinian was seen taking off her clothes in the car during the day, she wouldn't be able to explain it even if she had ten mouths!
Her upper body reached over the armrest box, and her thin hands pressed tightly on his chest, as if she was afraid that he would unbutton it. Lu Zhinian lowered his eyes and looked at her upturned face with deep eyes.
He took out the hand she was holding, gently squeezed her hand and pressed it on his heart: "Jiang Suichu."
"Huh?" Jiang Suchu glanced at the two people's overlapping hands, then raised his eyes to look into his.
Lu Zhinian looked at her round almond eyes, slowly pulled the corners of her lips, then lowered his head and kissed her eyes gently.
Jiang Suchu naturally closed his eyes the moment he kissed her. The moment his warm lips pressed against her eyelids, she heard Lu Zhinian's slightly hoarse voice saying, "This place has always belonged to you only."
