Chapter 414

As soon as he got out of the school, Jiang Silu felt that the dark clouds were sweeping with arrogance.

The bus No.15 leading to murongqing's house stops in front of Jiang Silu. Knowing that there will be a heavy rain, Jiang Silu doesn't have time to run back to get an umbrella again.

After getting on the bus, Jiang Silu, who was sitting by the fuzzy window, saw someone on the road being drenched by the sudden rainstorm through the heavy rain curtain.

It's still some distance from the terminal. Jiang Silu closes his eyes slightly. He seems to see Zhou Zihan in the dark, then murongqing, and then Shen Qinghuan disappointedly tells himself that a boy like him is not suitable to be someone else's boyfriend.

What was he thinking.

Jiang Silu suddenly opened his pupils. He didn't know if the air conditioner had not been turned on on on the bus. The temperature difference made his body tremble.

Murongqing likes herself. Jiang Silu actually knows that.

He still remembers that he had a long illness after being dumped by Zhou Zihan.

At that time, Jiang's mother also took herself to Suzhou, her hometown, for self-cultivation. After listening to several Kunqu operas, Jiang's impetuous heart gradually became calm.

When he returns to the imperial capital, Shen Qinghuan's notebook is on his desk.

Jiang Silu certainly won't believe that Shen Qinghuan, who has been secretly in love with Lu Ziheng, has anything to do with him.

What's more, when he returned the book to Shen Qinghuan, the other side was full of consternation and turned to ask Murong Qing how her notebook could be there?

Murongqing said vaguely that maybe the class representative made a mistake.

I'm afraid that such a bad lie can only deceive Shen Qinghuan.

Every time jiangsilu comes back from outside and looks at murongqing, she will hide her face in the book shyly.

How could she fall into the whirlpool of rumors?

After a long time, Jiang Silu raised his head and saw an old man who needed to give up his seat. He quickly stood up. His chest seemed to be cut by glass slag. The pain made him almost unable to stand.

"Young man. I'm just one stop away. Why don't you sit down? " The grandfather, who was offered his seat by Jiang Silu, said with a smile: "it's really polite to be a student from a middle school."

"Grandfather. Sit down. It's a long way from this station to the next. " Jiang Silu dropped his eyes and realized that he didn't take off his school uniform. He shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm young. It doesn't matter."

The old grandfather happily talked with Jiang Silu about some common things. Jiang Silu was always smiling.

The sky is still dark, and the rain is falling like a curtain, with no intention of stopping.

Seeing that jiangsilu got off at the same station as himself and didn't take an umbrella with him, the old man took the initiative to let him support himself and deliver jiangsilu to his destination.

They went through a few alleys and came to a residential area with a sense of age. The old man couldn't help but ask, "young man, what unit are you going to?"

"Unit two." Jiang Silu stares at the photo in the mobile phone.

"What a coincidence." My grandfather said to Jiang Silu with a smile, "my family also lives in unit 2. When you're finished, would you like to have a seat at my house? "

Jiang Silu is also in a trance, especially when he finds out that murongqing's home is the same as his grandfather's, he only thinks that fate really can promote coincidence.

"Are you Xiao Qing's classmate?" The reason why my grandfather knew the school uniform of a middle school was that murongqing was studying in a middle school. "She is not comfortable these days. It's good to have classmates to help her."

After murongqing's grandfather opened the door for Jiang Silu, he said to the dark room: "Xiaoqing. Look who is coming to see you in your class? "

"Grandfather, what are you talking about?" Because of the rumor, murongqing told Mr. Yang that she was on leave these days. Except for three meals a day, she locked herself in the room the rest of the time.

Hearing murongqing's voice, Jiang Silu was a little excited.

Mr. Murong retreated to the kitchen to wash the fruit he had just bought.

"Ban... Chang." Murongqing didn't expect that the first one who came to see her was Jiang Silu: "how did you come?"

Jiang Silu also felt that he didn't bring anything with him when he came to see his classmates. He was somewhat embarrassed: "in fact, Shen asked me to come to see you."

Jansliv lied.

But Murong Qing seems to be in a better mood because of this lie.

She knows that at this critical moment, if the idol comes out, it will only get worse and worse.

Jiangsilu didn't miss murongqing's expression change. He even forgot what he came to murongqing to say.

Grandfather Murong came happily with the freshly washed fruit, took the best colored apple and said, "Xiaojiang. you're welcome. If I don't like apples, I'll peel pineapples

"Grandfather." Jiang Silu was sitting on the sofa. He quickly stood up and slightly leaned over to Murong's grandfather and said, "don't bother. I just said something to Murong and left."

"It's raining so hard outside. You don't take an umbrella. Don't leave until the rain stops."

Murongqing knows that her grandfather is the one who meets the opposite eye. In addition, Jiang Silu has also talked about her adventures on the bus. Her grandfather always has no reservation about the people he likes.

Jiangsilu can only sit down.

As long as I knew he should buy something, I would not come to see murongqing empty handed.

Even so, Jiang Silu went straight to the theme: "if you don't go to school for so many days, don't your parents doubt it?"

Murongqing seems to be telling other people's stories. Her expression is light: "my parents are divorced. None of them want me to be an oil bottle. When my grandfather saw that I was poor, he took me in."

"I'm sorry." Jiang Silu suddenly felt very embarrassed. He once again sighed that he should check everything and come back to murongqing's house.

"Nothing."

Murong Qingyue is to make indifferent expression, Jiang Silu heart guilt is more aggravating.

There's always something to say to comfort the girl in front of you.

"I..." Jiang Silu was silent for a while and said slowly, "I don't believe those rumors."

Murongqing's body seems to be suddenly hit by the electric current. Originally, Jiang Silu was lucky enough to see him, but he didn't expect to say that he trusted himself.

Shen Qinghuan once told murongqing that Jiang Silu was not that kind of stupid person before he changed his job. Besides, murongqing couldn't hide his eyes when he looked at him, so Jiang Silu should know that he liked him, so he wouldn't believe the rumors from the outside world.

"So, go back to class?"

Jiang Silu didn't know why the girls had so many strange rumors. He stood up eagerly, took murongqing's hand and said, "Xiaoqing. If you have been hiding at home, those who spread rumors will certainly continue to add fuel to the fire and tell those who don't know that you have committed those unwarranted crimes. "

A kind of emotion called moving fell into murongqing's pupil. Her eyelashes moved slightly, and she nodded.

The two young hearts are getting closer because of this short communication.

The rain outside the window doesn't mean to get smaller. When the bell rings in the last class in the afternoon, many day students make trouble.

It's rare that they don't study in the evening on Christmas Eve, but they encounter heavy rain. It's better to have a snow to make each other feel happy.

After finishing his desk, Lu Ziheng said to Shen Qinghuan, "don't worry, I have an umbrella."

"How do you know I'm worried about the rain and can't go to Qingqing's house?"

Lu Ziheng fondly rubbed Shen Qinghuan's hair. "If my brother doesn't know what Xiao Qinghuan does, then this boyfriend is too incompetent."

There are so many people in the classroom.

Shen Qinghuan is a little embarrassed to tidy up her schoolbag. She whispers: "it's the same as before."

The so-called old pattern is that Shen Qinghuan comes out of the classroom first, Lu Ziheng comes out of the classroom again, and the two meet again in the teaching building.

"Good."

After Shen Qinghuan came out of the classroom, Lu Ziheng took out a black stretchable umbrella from the hole in his desk. Qin Muzhi, who didn't have an umbrella with him, immediately came up to him. Well, since you have an umbrella with you, just send me to the canteen. "

"You're not going home?"

"My father, who is so ceremonial, can't let go of Christmas Eve." Qin Muzhi ate his parents' dog food for 17 years. As a single dog tonight, he decided to go to the dormitory to chat with Zhou Zihan after eating the canteen. It's so easy to let him out of the small dark room. Of course, he wants to give me a chance of Christmas Eve.

"Oh." Lu Ziheng nodded slightly, "when I get downstairs, I'll tell Xiao Qinghuan."

Qin Muzhi was a little stunned for a while. As soon as he finished talking about his parents, he felt the hurt from Lao Lu and bullied himself one by one Ծ‸Ծ

If it wasn't for his own sake, he would never give in to Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng told Shen Qinghuan that he would be a little late. After getting the girl's approval, he sent Qin Muzhi to the canteen.

Qin Muzhi seemed to have grasped Lu Ziheng for a long time. He took the rice he had just bought and climbed up Lu Ziheng's arm: "Lao Lu. Good people do it to the end and send Buddha to the West. "

"I'm afraid Xiao Qinghuan will wait too long."

"The canteen is very close to the dormitory!" Qin Muzhi suddenly affected himself. "Brother Lu has the heart to look at your good friend in the dormitory. Is he wet by the rain?"

“......”

Lu Ziheng really convinced Qin Muzhi.

But Qin Muzhi can't be ignored. People are very considerate. As a good friend of his classmate for five years, Qin Muzhi dislikes him, but how can he really let him get drenched.

It used to take five minutes, but it just compressed two people into two minutes.

Standing at the bottom of the dormitory, Qin Muzhi watched his meals enter the rain, and his eyes full of resentment watched the figure running in the rainy night.

Oh.

This damn love.

Breathlessly, Lu Ziheng ran to the teaching building, and many male students of the same level secretly wanted to send Shen Qinghuan back.

"Don't you have an umbrella with you? I'm imported from country f, and I don't go to self-study today. Shall I take you home? "

"Would you like to use my umbrella? Although my umbrella is made in China, it's better for China. "

"You can't go home for a while with this snack, classmate Shen. You have to eat first."

......

More than a dozen boys surrounded Shen Qinghuan, who was left alone. After Shen Qinghuan refused one by one, they didn't get discouraged. Instead, they put all those things beside her, while they stood at the teaching building as if nothing had happened, waiting for the rain to stop.

Shen Qinghuan thinks it's amazing.

After all, when I was a freshman in high school, there was no boy to show kindness to me. Now I am a sophomore in high school, how can so many students come out.

ahchoo.

Lu Ziheng rubbed his uncomfortable nose.

Seeing that Shen Qinghuan's eyes were toward him, he looked away with embarrassment.

The question that Shen Qinghuan was puzzled about had something to do with Lu Ziheng.

Before the division, even if the boys wanted to chase Shen Qinghuan, they were dragged to the woods by Lu Ziheng to enlighten Shen Qinghuan.

Now, because Shen Qinghuan suddenly joined the Chunli class, some boys who don't know the market are ready to move.

Shen Qinghuan saw Lu Ziheng in the crowd, and she came over with a bag of snacks.

Lu Ziheng a little chest tightness, "chat over?"

"I didn't chat." Shen Qinghuan put the snacks into Lu Ziheng's hand, "I'm just helping you and Qingqing take the snacks you like."

Lu Ziheng lowered his eyes and looked at the tomato flavored potato chips stuffed by the little girl. His throat choked and he didn't know what to answer.

Shen Qinghuan, taking advantage of Lu Ziheng's absence, snatched the umbrella in his hand. "It's already delayed a lot of time. Let's go as soon as possible."

Christmas Eve.

Plus the rain.

The traffic of the imperial capital began to break down again.

Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng saw that there was no hope of getting on the bus, so they had to take a chance to get on the subway.

It was at this time that Jiang Silu's call came.

"I seem to have been mistaken about murongqing's home address." Shen Qinghuan heard Jiang Silu say: "so, I'm really sorry."

When Jiang Silu said these words, he was hiding in the toilet.

He knew that once a lie was opened, there would be countless lies to make up for.

But what Jiang Silu didn't think of was Shen Qinghuan, because he didn't hear what he said on the subway.

Jiangsilu hung up the phone, the rain outside was still beating on the window.

Outside, grandfather Murong yelled, "Xiaojiang. Are you ready? If it's OK, come out as soon as possible. The food is ready. "

Jiangsilu pursed his lips. He turned on the tap and tried to calm himself down by washing his face.

"It's coming out." Jiang Silu answered.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was carrying. Maybe he just wanted murongqing to give up on him as soon as possible. He, who should stay in hell, shouldn't harm such a good girl as her.

At the dinner table, murongqing is also a little shy. She doesn't dare to see Jiang Silu around her. The atmosphere depends on murongqing's grandfather's enthusiasm.

If it wasn't for Jiang's mother's phone call, Jiang Silu would have stayed at murongqing's house for a while.

"Grandfather. Thank you for your hospitality. " Jiangsilu bows to murongqing's grandfather to thank him. The rain outside has stopped, and Murong's grandfather has no reason to keep jiangsilu.

Looking at the young man's figure, Mr. Murong jokingly said to murongqing: "don't look, people have gone far."