During the holiday, Xu Qingyao was doing homework in the library. The screen of his mobile phone lit up and someone sent a message.
Chat photo: Do you have time to walk the dog this evening?
Xu Qingyao: Yes, I will go home around six o'clock
Tan Zhao: Are you outside?
Xu Qingyao: Library.
Tan Zhao: Speaking of libraries, I seem to be going to the library to borrow a book...
Xu Qingyao: You are not allowed to come. I have made an appointment with my friend. She will be here soon.
Tan Zhao: Okay.
Tan Zhao: See you that evening.
A minute later, another photo of Xiao Huang wagging his tail was sent to him.
Talking photo: Xiao Huang is waiting for you to take him for a walk.
Xu Qingyao: Yeah.
Xu Qingyao: Very good.
Talk about photos: ^^
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Many years later——
Xu Qingyao appeared on the street corner holding an umbrella.
Tan Zhao was already soaked by the rain. He stood under the third streetlight and looked straight at her. My whole body was dripping wet, and my eyelashes were soaked in clusters by the rain.
It was a cold, foggy and rainy day, but his eyes were burning.
The red umbrella is bright, dazzling, and incompatible with its surroundings.
Xu Qingyao stepped over a puddle, and the hem of his skirt was splashed with water.
She walked up to Tan Zhao, raised her hand to raise the umbrella, and included him under the umbrella.
Tan Zhao suppressed the slight trembling caused by the tension in his body, raised his hands that were pale from the cold, and took the handle of the umbrella.
Finally finding the person in front of him, he no longer had the strength to speak.
Xu Qingyao's free hand did not drop down, and he smoothed the wet hair from his forehead, and then gently stroked the water droplets from his face with his long and soft fingers.
Her hands are warm.
Xu Qingyao touched the shirt attached to his arm and said in a soft voice, "You are wet now."
Tan Zhao held her hand and stared at her unblinkingly.
Like a puppy. Xu Qingyao looked into those depressed eyes and mouthed these three words.
Tan Zhao used strength in his arms and finally had the courage to hold her tightly in his arms.
"Don't leave."
——Don't leave me again.
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Although your love is repressed, clumsy, and secretly fierce but you dare not leave a trace of hope, she will hug you first and then ask if you want to be with her.
[The gentle genius on the surface is actually being manipulated by the male protagonist x Shirokiri Hei likes to pull the female protagonist]
Viewing Guide:
1. The whole process is 1v1, and the first love will be carried to the end.
2. Campus - city
3. Pianist X German Translation
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Intention: Become a better version of yourself
