Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 42

The campus in the rain was extraordinarily quiet. Apart from the sound of the rain, it seemed that the two of them were the only ones left in Nuoda's school.

The rainwater on the school road gathered into a stream, and strings of crystal water drops fell from the edge of the tent.

Song Jiamu sat next to her with an umbrella, just like her, raised his feet up and stepped on the horizontal bar of the chair, the two of them looked like two little cats in cartoons with the lid of the trash can to keep out the rain.

"Come closer, the umbrella is so small."

He spoke naturally and as a matter of course, Yun Shuqian was so excited that his heart beat faster but remained calm, he said softly, moved his well-behaved body, and squeezed towards him.

Then the arms between the two touched together.

Through the clothes, there was a soft and warm touch on the skin, and Song Jiamu felt that she was so small, like a cloud.

Neither of them spoke, just watching the rain quietly.

Song Jiamu was peeking at her from the corner of her eye. In order to prevent the rain from splashing, she shrunk into a small ball, with only three fingers exposed in her sleeves, and the hair on her temples trembled slightly in the breeze, and her fair skin seemed a little Feeling red, the turtleneck wrapped around her slender neck.

There was a certain milky smell on her body in the air, as if smelling the smell of cake would automatically bring up a sweet feeling in his mind, inexplicably, Song Jiamu felt that this smell on her body was also sweet.

The rain is actually nothing to look at, and Yun Shuqian is also peeking at him from the corner of his eye. He tries to keep his body sideways to block the wind, but he doesn't wear much. He is indeed a guy who wants style but not warmth, but it is also because he doesn't wear enough clothes. So much, so when she was close to him, Yun Shuqian felt very warm, not only the arm that was in contact with him, but even the cheek on the side close to him was hot.

"Won't it be cold if you wear so little? It's only ten degrees today and it's raining again."

"I didn't feel it when I was at home, but I found it a little bit cold when I came out. Why, you want to take off your clothes and put them on for me?"

"It's a good idea, you just get cold slowly, you don't know how to wear more clothes when you're cold..."

There seemed to be a bit of blame in her tone, just like complaining about him drinking too much coke, which reminded Song Jiamu of his mother's nagging.

"You wear so much, but I think you are also quite cold?"

"Girls are more afraid of the cold."

"No way, I see that other girls have bare legs in winter, how many do you wear?"

"four pairs."

Yun Shuqian stretched out four tender fingers from her little hand hugging her knee.

Then he pulled his trousers: "I also wore two long johns. If my legs are not cold, I won't feel very cold."

"I'm also wearing long johns," Song Jiamu said.

Then her little hand reached over, pinching the top of his thigh with her thumb and forefinger.

Song Jiamu tensed his legs subconsciously, thinking that she was going to pinch him again.

Yun Shuqian is not so bad, but seeing him so nervous, she is also proud. It seems that he is still afraid of her. She just pinched his pants and felt it, as if seeing through a lie.

"Just lie to yourself, I'll touch your flesh as soon as I touch it."

"Then I want to touch yours too."

As Song Jiamu said, he was about to reach out to touch her leg, but before his hand touched her, there was a sharp pain in his thigh.

"what!"

"Show face, classmate Song Jiamu."

Yun Shuqian rolled her eyes, wondering where this guy's so-called strong mentality has gone, is it all used to take advantage of girls?
When the wind blew, Song Jiamu shivered from the cold, and squeezed closer to Yun Shuqian.

"Let's squeeze together to keep warm."

"Who wants to squeeze with you..."

"You don't have a guilty conscience. What's the relationship between us? You're afraid that I won't succeed in chasing you."

"I'm blind to see you."

Yun Shuqian didn't back away, and quietly squeezed towards him, so the area of ​​contact between the two of them became larger. I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but in short, they felt much warmer in an instant.

No one else could be seen on the rainy campus, and there seemed to be only this small tent left under the rain curtain, but this leaky tent was not very useful, and an umbrella had to be propped up.

So the distance between the two was compressed from the same city, to the same campus, then to the same tent, and then to the same umbrella.

At such a close distance, it seems that you can hear the heartbeat and breathing of the other party. Even when bickering, you only need to use the lowest volume so that the other party can hear it.

"If you squeeze like other girls, I will definitely tell Auntie." Yun Shuqian whispered.

"No way, if you still want to sue at this time, then don't you squeeze yourself like this with me." Song Jiamu was speechless.

"I'm different. Auntie knows our relationship, and she doesn't think about it."

"What's the relationship between us?" Song Jiamu asked curiously.

"Anyway, I've never seen such a nasty person as you, thick-skinned, childish, loves to show off, loves to lie..."

Yun Shuqian was still counting his annoying places with his little finger, and Song Jiamu had already heard it from his left ear and his right ear, so he let out a sigh of relief. Big clouds of white mist.

"Hey, look, I don't look like I'm smoking." He also made a gesture of pinching a cigarette.

"...you still don't listen to others!"

"what?"

"..."

Yun Shuqian didn't want to talk to him anymore, she was furious like a young bull, so clouds of white mist came out from her nostrils.

Unexpectedly, Song Jiamu thought she was playing with him, so he imitated her, dilated his nostrils, snorted like a bull devil, and patted her to tell her to watch quickly.

The girl stared at him blankly for a while, but was actually amused by him.

This is a smile that Song Jiamu hasn't seen for a long time. When she smiles, her eyes will be narrowed, little by little, and her delicate eyebrows will be curved, probably because she doesn't want to smile too obviously. Trying hard to get angry, her small nose wrinkled, but in the end she couldn't hold it back, her skin loosened, and her small porcelain white teeth were exposed. Together with her lips, there was a kind of wetness in such a rainy day. color.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you for being stupid, like a big stupid cow, and snorting... Ah, what are you doing!"

Song Jiamu blew a cloud of white mist onto her face, and Yun Shuqian was not to be outdone, as if he had been pulled into his aura of subduing wisdom, and returned to the childish fights of childhood, she also came over, haha A big mouthful of white air was sprayed on his face.

The umbrella under the tent swayed, and the water dripped onto the paper, blooming little flowers.

Yun Shuqian, who was having a good time, suddenly became serious, sat upright, and put away the smile on his face. Not far away, a passerby holding an umbrella broke into this world that belonged to them alone. .

"Someone is coming, don't make trouble..."

"That can be used to test my determination!"

Song Jiamu said inexplicably, then suddenly put his arms around her shoulders, hugged her and hid under the umbrella together.

"??"

The girl's eyes were wide open, and her brain hadn't turned the corner yet, so that she seemed to be watching penguins build snowmen in Antarctica, and was thrown into the African savannah to watch lions chasing wildebeests in the blink of an eye.

She could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Clearer than the sound of rain.

　Thank you for the rewards of Kongxiangkongxiang, the boss is generous~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)