In the summer of 2017, the weather was very boring and the rain was a lot.

I heard that it is easy to encounter encounters on rainy days. Because of a rain, some people are trapped at both ends, and some people are forced to meet. They enter the rotation of fate early.

This is what emotional chicken soup usually says.

But Pei Zhi didn't believe it.

Because of a heavy rain that did not collapse, she hurried home, so she met a strange boy who was taken home by Lao Pei.

He was wearing a clean pullover T-shirt and jeans with a trendy brand logo. He seemed to be dressed casually, but in fact, even the trouser legs were rolled up with a few folds, all of which were very particular, which set off the slender legs.

If there was no rain and a few minutes to get home late, it might have been unknowingly passing by.

But that day, she just bumped into it.

Suddenly it rained heavily and I borrowed an umbrella, but when I was sunny, I met him and returned it to me.

After a while, I had to drive back to school and the unexpected dinner.

She didn't know why she agreed to this supper either.

It is obviously embarrassing to eat with unfamiliar people, but looking at the boy's pure eyes, it seems that it is difficult to say anything if you refuse.

Since I decided to have a meal, I didn't want to face the traffic jam with the taillights, the car turned out of the main road through the auxiliary road on the next elevated road and drove into the underground garage of the nearby shopping mall.

Pei Zhi looked at the sixth road and looked for a parking space casually: "I'd better treat it, see what you want to eat."

The other party didn't make any decision about the issue of treating someone, so he just said no, lowered his head and turned on his phone, as if he was studying a nearby restaurant.

After she parked the car safely, Xie Xing clicked the screen and checked it out for her: "This store has a good rating, can you eat it?"

Pei Zhi only glanced at the four and a half stars rating and nodded casually: "I can do it."

Located on the top floor of the mall, a hot pot restaurant called Slow Life has been added to the store name very literaryly - the peace of mind in the downtown area.

This shop mainly features Hong Kong-style floral chicken pot bottoms. It seems to fit the name of the store. The bottoms are boiling slowly and the dishes are served slowly. Even the waiter speaks as if he is 0.5 times faster. Every time he says, he smiles and waits for the customer to report before continuing.

Pei Zhi really doubted whether this store could still make money, and if it weren't for the good service attitude, she might have been beaten to death by a bad tempered customer at this speed.

She probably estimated the time to finish the hot pot in her mind. Not to mention the rush hour staggering, if there are more people in the store, she might be able to have a midnight snack.

But since she was sitting here, she had nothing else to do at night, she was very calm. And because the other party was young and Pei Zhongnan's student, she could be more accommodating.

It’s just that finding topics between the two is also a knowledgeable thing.

She didn't understand the other party, and probably the other party didn't understand her either. The only common topic was not found except for the intersection of Lao Pei, and there was no other way to find it for a while.

Fortunately, the waiter was very considerate and came every few days to ask about his well-being, which barely inspired the atmosphere at the dinner table.

In addition, they really talked very little, and basically focused on which one was delicious and which one was not delicious.

He sat opposite him, focused on cooking dishes, and after rinsing, he picked it up with public chopsticks and then left it to himself. He repeated this action countless times and talked indirectly.

He said, "Watanabe is ready, sister, try it."

Pei Zhi had to respond politely: "I'll do it myself."

"It's okay, it's just right."

as well as--

"The shrimp is ready, I'll peel it."

"No, no, no." Pei Zhi shook her head in a embarrassed manner, "I can do it myself."

"It's okay, I just happened to be wearing gloves, I'll do it."

At this time, he was indeed wearing disposable gloves, with long fingers and evenly symmetrical bones. He could also see the beauty of his knuckles in that transparent film. The edges of his nails were clean and round and curved.

People who are meticulous in details are indeed more likely to gain favor from others.

Pei Zhi couldn't help feeling comfortable just looking at his fingers.

She grew up so old that she never lacked boys who pursued her. Even more so when she was in college, people who confessed to her will chase her to the bottom of the dormitory building every now and then.

Some people look bright and beautiful on the surface, but they are covered in sweat after playing the ball, and their hair is drooping tightly against their scalp. Some people seem to be well-tied, and when they walk back with their roommates, they are discussing whether to go back and wash the smelly socks that have been put on for a week.

She is not obsessed with cleanliness, but she is very strange and persistent in choosing her boyfriend. So much so that she didn't have the desire to fall in love throughout her college years.

Now, just looking at the other person's fingers across a dining table, she subconsciously felt that the other person should be a particularly particular boy.

But I heard that I have just entered my freshman year, and I don’t know who will go if I get a better deal in the future.

Once an age gap is formed in her mind, it will be difficult for her to have any thoughts. She just bored to make fun of the cups in her lemonade, and she will think about it all over again.

So when I recalled later, she forgot everything except remembering the other party's patience in peeling shrimps, what she ate and talked about.

The rain in Lingcheng was still so intermittent, and there was a heavy incident from time to time.

When she went to Lingshan to collect folk songs, she also met Xie Xing again because of a sudden heavy rain. What made her funny was that since that time, it seemed that conditioned reflexes had formed, and it was easy to think of a child when it was raining.

Of course, it's only a moment to remember.

It will be thrown away soon. After all, coincidences in life will not happen all the time, and rain cannot be equated with anyone.

The weather forecast reported that there was a thunderstorm the next day, she took out the door after taking an umbrella.

The thunderstorm came very slowly and it was not until it was about to return to the community. Pei Zhi took out the umbrella from the back box of the car. It was the one I borrowed last time, with a very ordinary wood grain handle with a long handle and a black umbrella.

I don’t know if I have never used it since I returned it. The umbrella folds were neatly stacked, and they were sewn together layer by layer, as new as if they had just bought it.

Few boys are so delicate. Pei Zhi couldn't help laughing and remembered the boy who didn't talk much and had a very light expression again.

She was tucked in her headphones and was on the phone with Jiang Ruizhi.

When Jiang Ruizhi heard her laugh suddenly, she doubted: "What's wrong? What did I say?"

"Nothing." Pei Zhi picked up the umbrella, turned the handle of the umbrella and spread it on her head, saying, "I suddenly thought of someone."

"Male or female?"

"Male, but you stop. Without what you think, you just find it interesting."

In order to prevent Jiang Ruizhi from thinking, she added: "I'm still a child."

Jiang Ruizhi was indeed led to a distorted position. She thought the child she said was really a literal child. She said oh, and didn't take it seriously: "Which child from which family has never heard you say it."

"Is there anything to say? Maybe I won't see you in the future. Actually... I'm not very familiar with you."

She trotted a few steps while chatting, and ran into the corridor.

After entering the elevator, the phone became intermittent and the signal became weak. The two seemed to be used to this. They didn't speak much during the entire elevator upstream. It was not until the signal was restored that Jiang Ruizhi's voice came out again.

“Go upstairs?”

"Well, I'm here, I'll send you the missing photo right away."

"Okay, it's not too urgent, just remember."

Huajing Garden has ladders, and Pei Zhi shook her umbrella handle, so she didn't have to worry about hindering her neighbors, so she spread it open and hung it on the aisle.

When he opened the lock and entered the door, he saw Pei Zhongnan say hello at home, bent down to change his shoes. He turned around and stood there in a daze.

This moment seems to be perfectly overlapping with a day a few days ago.

In addition to her and Lao Pei, there is a third person in the family.

The boy was sitting on the sofa wearing a gray-white loose sweatshirt with his legs open. Perhaps he had seen it from the sound of the door opening. At this time, his eyes were still falling on her. His eyes were silent, like a deep pool, and he could not see the bottom.

The moment he touched her eyes, he tapped his jaw and raised the corner of his lips slightly, and then he withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

When Pei Zhi saw him greeting her, she realized that the boy she had just said on the phone might never see again appeared at her house again.

She nodded in response, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

Although she had had dinner and met by chance in private for reasons, in front of Lao Pei, she and the other party seemed to be so familiar that they needed to greet each other. However, it was unreasonable to have no reaction at all.

She stopped in place and thought for a while, and said to Lao Pei: "Do you have a guest? Then I'll go upstairs first."

Without even taking a look at the living room, she stepped upstairs and always felt a gaze behind her back. She thought about it carefully and felt that she was too careful.

I just felt that since the first meeting, I always met that child from time to time. I didn’t know what professional issues to discuss with Lao Pei, and even the family had come a little harder.

So is Lao Pei, the older he is, the more enthusiastic he is.

Because she was still thinking about sending an email to Jiang Ruizhi, she didn't think about it anymore and locked herself in the room and didn't come out again.

downstairs.

Pei Zhongnan finished printing the manuscript and handed it to Xie Xing: "Print so many first. You read it very quickly. I didn't expect that there are still students who are interested in press releases now. In the past, I wanted to use a whip to whip it behind, and students didn't like to read or recite it. I thought it was boring."

"Yeah, a little interested."

The boy said lazily and lifted his eyelids, his eyes shaking at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor, putting away the manuscript and respectfully: "Thank you, teacher."

Lao Pei rarely met such a student and was very enthusiastic: "What else is there? Tell me, I'll print it to you."

"actually--"

He paused, "I want to ask for many questions. I don't know if it will bother Teacher Pei."

"Hey, I've come here, don't be polite. What's the matter with me?"

Xie Xing scraped his stomach and chatted with Pei Zhongnan for a long time, and he spent all his time and exhausted his patience. However, he could not hear any movement on the second floor.
To be continued...