It's cloudy all day today. When Luo Tang and Wei rusha go home, it's getting more and more cloudy. Now it's more than three o'clock, the sky is covered by thick clouds, and there are dark shadows all around. Occasionally, there is one or two small lightning in the sky, which lights up the sky and makes it clear outside the window.

When Luo Tang went back to his room and turned on the light, he took off his T-shirt. On the clean and tight waistline, a purplish red bruise appeared.

Throw the T-shirt aside, and he'll sit on the bed. With his movements, the beautiful outline of his abdominal muscles will appear. He unscrewed the cover of safflower oil he had been holding in his hand, poured a little on his palm, rubbed it open, and put it on the bruise.

As soon as safflower oil touches the skin, it becomes hot instantly and neutralizes the pain of bruise. Luo Tang's face did not change, and he was sweating.

After screwing the cap on, Luo Tang takes a look at the safflower oil, which Wei rusha bought for him at the pharmacy when he was just out of the subway station.

The bottle with safflower oil tilted slightly, and the liquid in it flowed with his movements, which made his waist hot. There seemed to be a ripple in his dark eyes. Luo Tang put safflower oil on the table and stood up to the window.

I don't know when it began to rain outside the window. It didn't rain much in September, but it was more lingering than that in June. The sound of rain fell from the eaves and splashed a layer of water on the ground.

His bedroom is at the back of the villa, and the window just shows the back of Wei Zishan's villa next door.

In addition to the courtyard in front of the villa, a special garage and a swimming pool are also designed at the back. However, the swimming pool can be decorated at will. For example, Wei Zishan's house has been turned into a lotus pond.

Now is not the season to appreciate the lotus. The lotus in the lotus pond has been defeated, even the lotus pods are old. On the lotus pond, there are some stems which are yellow and green because of aging. They are rooted in the clear water, and there is a thick layer of silt under them.

At this time, a tall girl, with a black umbrella, was standing by the lotus pond. The falling rain rippled the lotus pond in circles. She turned her umbrella, and the water drops on the umbrella fell into the lotus pond together with the raindrops.

The autumn rain makes the originally clear lotus pond a little muddy. It's not good to enter the lotus pond in rainy days. Wei rusha's plan to make sweet scented osmanthus and glutinous rice lotus roots can only be abandoned.

The grass on the ground was drenched with rain. When Wei rusha came over, there were a few pieces of grass on his ankle. She stamped her feet, threw away the grass, turned and prepared to go back to her room.

Before returning to the house, he looked up at the Luotang house next door. There was a room on the second floor with the light on and a figure standing in front of the window.

The rain covers her sight. Wei rusha is not sure if the figure is Luo Tang. She smiles at the figure and gets up to go home.

The autumn rain was very long, and it didn't clear up until the beginning of school on Monday. It's just raining, so it's not suitable for the group to do gymnastics, so the students are free during the break time.

Just after class, Hu Yinyin came to find Wei rusha. Although they are not at the same table, they are not far away from each other. Hu Yinyin can see her when she looks back. If there is anything, Wei rusha can hear it.

In the campus of recess exercise, the ground is wet, and the students who come and go in school uniforms are full of youth and vigor. Hu Yinyin bought a pile of snacks, packed them in plastic bags and put them on her arm. She took a bag of miaokujiao and asked Wei rusha, "how does it feel to be at the same table with Luo Tang?"

He reached out and grabbed the miaokujiao in Hu Yinyin's hand. Wei Ruxia looked at the class representative who sent homework to the teaching building. After thinking about it, he said, "I don't feel much."

Luo Tang is still like that, reading comics in class. There are many comic books in the middle of his textbook, some of which are still raw Japanese, and he can understand them. He hardly studies, but he can test 15 or so, and he can also speak Japanese, which is really good.

Compared with Luo Tang, she just can't help ah Dou. She's half eaten the math textbook, but she's still half sloshing. It's time to envy Luo Tang for having a good brain.

Wei rusha's thought is towards learning, but Hu Yinyin's original intention is to gossip. All the girls in the school want to have a table with Luo Tang, but Wei Ruxia and Luo Tang have "no feeling"

it's just outrageous.

"Did you help Luo Tang with his love letter?" Hu Yinyin changed his direction and said, "Wang Si used to deliver love letters for Luo Tang. There are more than ten letters a day. But Luo Tang didn't read it. All the love letters he received were burned. Han Junsong said that if Luo Tang's love letters were burned together, they would be able to roast a whole sheep. "

Wei rusha hasn't realized this yet, but Hu Yinyin's words make her a little unconvinced: "isn't it the girl chasing the man? Luo Tang has no one to like? "

"No Hu Yinyin said with certainty, "he doesn't like class flower, school flower, Xuemei, Xuejie."

Listening to Hu Yinyin's words, Wei rusha nodded, his teeth crushed, his mouth full of fragrance.

Well, which word is used to describe a person without seven emotions and six desires?

Sex, apathy?

The two chatted and walked. After a while, they entered the teaching building. As soon as they got to the hall, Hu Yinyin's mobile phone rang, and Wei rusha looked back at her. Hu Yinyin looked around and saw that there was no teacher. After a snicker, he said to Wei rusha."Xu Xian of our family is tweeting again ~"

Hu Yinyin's nickname for her boyfriend Xu Xian is Xu Xian, and she is the fat version of Bai Suzhen.

Xu Xian is not only a high school student, but also a well-known Coser. He has more than 70000 Weibo fans, and Hu Yinyin is his number one fan.

She set him as a special concern. Every time Xu Xian tweeted, she would receive a prompt. After receiving the prompt, after seeing that there is no teacher, grab out your mobile phone and open the microblog to grab the sofa.

Hu Yinyin is a very simple and enthusiastic girl when she is in love. She thinks that when she falls in love with someone, she should be kind to that person in every way. Wei rusha looked at her smile. She was lovely and happy. She also laughed.

Just now, Xu Xian wrote that the microblog was an ordinary routine. After Hu Yinyin grabbed the sofa, he immediately started to refresh the comments. Xu Xian can have two or three hundred microblogs every time, and Hu Yinyin can read one every time.

With yogurt in her mouth, she refreshes and looks at it. As she approaches the door of the classroom, she suddenly gives a "Yi".

Wei rusha stood at the door and looked back at her. Hu Yinyin frowned and looked solemn.

"What's the matter?" Wei rusha asked with concern.

Hu Yinyin is not sure. She refreshes again. The comment just disappeared. But she did not relax, eyebrows twisted into a knot in one's heart, looked up to Wei rusha and said: "it's OK."

Today, after the rain stopped, it was sunny after school in the afternoon. It has just rained, and the weather is clearer than before. The blue sky is cloudless, clear and transparent.

Wei Zishan has been on a drama tour recently and seldom goes home. There was no one at home. Wei rusha changed her light clothes and went to the backyard to continue the plan she put on hold because of the rain at the weekend.

After the rain, the lotus pond is clear again. The water surface is connected with the mud surface, and the layers are clear.

Wei rusha took off her shoes and went into the water directly. The mud wrapped her feet. She controlled her balance and began to find the position of lotus root.

As soon as she bent over, Wei rusha heard a familiar dog barking. She looked up and saw amang with tongue sticking out on the wall of the courtyard. Next to a mang is Luo Tang who is holding him.

The setting sun turns the clouds on the top of the mountain into a sunset. The red light shines on the youth and De Mu. It looks like a sand painting.

The boy in the sand painting looks at him, and his dark eyes are covered with a layer of red.

"What are you doing?" Luo Tang asked.

Bending over, Wei rusha straightened up, pulled out a layer of mud on his hand, mixed the cement and fell into the water of the lotus pond. Wei rusha laughed and said to Luo Tang, "I'm digging lotus roots."

She always seems to do something unexpected.

She has changed her school uniform, wearing a light blue and white cotton and linen shorts with coarse vertical lines, tall and thin body, standing in the pond without any focus, as if a gust of wind blowing, she can fall into the mud.

Luo Tang's thick eyelashes blinked slightly, and his face didn't change much. He pursed his lips and asked, "can I help you?"

It's really difficult to dig by yourself just now. After listening to Luo Tang's offer of help, Wei rusha was surprised and nodded: "good."

After sending amang home, Luo Tang goes to Wei rusha's home. As soon as he entered the door, Wei rusha took him to the backyard. When they got to the lotus pond, Wei Ruxia and Luo Tang talked about their work progress.

"I'm looking for lotus root."

He took off his shoes and followed Wei rusha into the lotus pond. The mud filled his ankles. The greasy touch made Luo Tang frown. He looked at Wei rusha in front of him. The young girl's delicate ankles were surrounded by mud, white and tender, like the lotus roots that had just been dug out.

"Did you find it?" Luo Tang asked.

"No Wei rusha said regretfully, and continued to explore the position of the lotus root. After confirming that there was no such place, she pulled her feet out of the mud and settled down to the side. As they fell, Wei Ruxia and Luo Tang said, "I want to make sweet scented osmanthus glutinous rice Ah

Before she finished, she slipped and suddenly lost her balance. When she fell down, Luo Tang opened his arm and picked her up.

At the moment of their physical contact, Luo Tang smelled a sweet smell of osmanthus.

It's the sweetness he likes.

Luo Tang was hugged, two people's bodies close together, but Wei Ruxia did not mean to get up. She grabs Luo Tang's arm with both hands, uses Luo Tang's body as a support, and rubs the boy's chest with her reddish ears. Wei rusha hears the powerful heartbeat inside.

"Well, hard." Wei said.

Holding Wei rusha in his arms, the fragrance of Osmanthus confused his feelings. With a movement of his throat, Luo Tang's quiet eyes began to stir.

“…… What? "

Wei rusha looked up, her eyes full of sunlight, she replied with a smile.

"Lotus root."

She found the location of the lotus root.

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