The umbrella teacher happened to be an English teacher in Fuyue's class. She looked at Gu Yanyuan and Fuyue with a smile, like a loving...CP fan, "Let’s share an umbrella with the classmate next door. "
Fu Yue: "???"
Teacher, I seriously suspect that you are doing something.
...
The rain outside was not small, and a dull thunder sound came from the distant sky, and when I looked up, it was overcast. All of a sudden, the raindrops formed a line, pouring down.
It's a bit cold outside.
Most of the students only wore a thin uniform shirt. In this early autumn season, it is inevitable that they are a little bit cold.
The hotel is near the airport, just a few minutes walk away.
Fu Yue tentatively discussed with Gu Yanyuan: "Student Gu, should we change with someone else?"
The boy smiled softly: "Does classmate Chi dislike me?"
Fu Yue: "...how could it be?"
The two of them are holding an umbrella, and the one holding the umbrella is naturally Gu Yanyuan. This man is too tall. If you change to Fu Yue to hold the umbrella... it is completely impossible. The picture is too beautiful to think about.
Even if you hold the umbrella, the fine rain will still hit your face, cool and whistling, and your clothes will inevitably stick to your body if it gets wet.
A piece of Fu Yue got wet very quickly.
Gu Yanyuan glanced at her sideways, then raised his free hand to block Fu Yue's back.
Through a thin layer of cloth.
It is inevitable that the young boy's slightly cool hands would still touch Fu Yue's back.
She was almost startled, her peach blossom eyes widened, she didn't know if it was because of rain or something, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she looked like...very bullying.
Gu Yanyuan was rather calm: "Be careful of colds."
Fu Yue: "...thank you."
It didn't take long to arrive at the hotel, which looked pretty high-end. After all, the entire school was almost all the children of rich families. If they were to change to a normal hotel, they would probably just quit.
Not surprisingly, Fu Yue was assigned to Gu Yanyuan again.
She doesn't need to think about it.
Some English teacher must have done a good job.
After returning to their respective rooms.
Fu Yue first sent a message to Gu Yanyuan, of course on WeChat, as the online dating girlfriend.
[The warmth of being late]: Poke poke!
Then he threw the phone away, Fu Yue took a change of clothes and took a shower. She just got some rain on her body, but she didn't want to get a cold or the wind.
Gu Yanyuan in the next room looked at the message on WeChat and smiled slightly. The smile was cold and not very warm.
[1111]: Yes.
The boy stood up, walked to the bedside table, reached out and pinched a flower in the vase, and took it in his hand.
Start to tear the petals.
Chase, not chase, chase...not chase.
Gu Yanyuan's face sank completely, and the air pressure around his body was very low.
He stared at the bare flower pole in his hand, and then, seemingly inadvertently, he pulled one off the bare flower pole very hard.
chase.
The boy bends his eyebrows in satisfaction, and the cool emotions in his eyes dissipate. It is rare for him to smile so real.
Look, God agrees that they are together.
This is not what fate is?
So after Gu Yanyuan threw the torn-out flower pole into the trash can, he continued to pick up the phone and send a message.
[1111]: You haven't looked for me for three days.
Waited for a while.
No one returns.
Gu Yanyuan: "..."
Twenty minutes later, the boy stood up, opened the door and knocked on the door of the next room.