There was a sudden rainstorm at the beginning of the school year, and the whole city was shrouded in rain. Pei Ling had no choice but to find the nearest eaves to take shelter from the rain, and the rainwater slid down his fair neck and into his collar.
Her eyes were blurred by the rain dripping from her hair, and when she raised her eyes, a slender figure broke into her sight.
The boy was wearing the uniform of the same school. He was carrying a dark blue schoolbag in his well-joined hands. The zipper of his jacket was pulled to the highest position. The collar was touching the bridge of his nose. A part of his wrist was exposed, and his cold white complexion was dazzling.
The rainwater dripping from the eaves caused a layer of ripples on the ground, and her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.
Later, she learned that the boy was the senior one grade above her. Not only his looks, but also his family background and grades were unparalleled.
As Wen Chuwei's graduation season approaches, she blends in with her fellow students and sends her college entrance examination blessings as well.
At that time, he smiled and looked at her: "Senior sister, see you again when you have a chance."
2.
The opportunity came unexpectedly. The student union interview after entering the university was in full swing. Pei Ling subconsciously raised his eyes, but his eyes met his eyes.
This time, Wen Chuwei was the newly appointed student union president and interviewer, while Pei Ling was still his schoolmate.
It was the end of the term again, and there was a dinner party organized in the student union. He was still the focus of the crowd, and everyone made him drink one glass after another in the name of a joke.
Pei Ling's sight was blocked by the surging crowd, and he could only drink alone. When the crowd dispersed, he unconsciously raised his head and met his eyes.
She has been hiding her secret of liking him behind the rain.
I didn't want to tell anyone.
Until later, he pressed himself into the corner with no way to retreat, his slender back pressed against the white wall, and an arm covered with cyan veins wrapped around himself.
Wen Chuwei's voice was a little hoarse, and he lowered his cold white neck: "It's different from what you imagined."
"——Pei Ling, I like you."
*Shuangjie
Intention: Be brave for you
