Chapter 40
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As a third year high school student, Luo Qingchen had eight classes a day.
All the music class, physical education class, and computer class had become English class, English class, and English class!
She couldn't help feeling the importance of having two languages in this society.
"Achoo — —" During the last 'English class', Luo Qingchen sneezed.
She rubbed her eyes, "Damn, who is scolding me?"
The sky outside the window was covered in thick dark clouds and a cold wind blew past. This day, it was very strong.
"Who is scolding you, you're the one who's wearing too little!" Yang Mengting turned to look at her angry appearance and said with a smile.
Luo Qingchen looked down and saw the light pink sweater she was wearing, only wearing an autumn uniform. She pursed her lips into a laugh as she said, "It seems like it ….."
But what she was most depressed about was not that she was wearing too little, rather she didn't bring an umbrella!
But it was a good thing that the movie theater wasn't that far from the school. Moreover, as an outstanding time and space traveler, she wasn't afraid of being caught in the rain.
She carefully put the movie ticket in her pocket and pulled down her hat as she ran towards the movie theater.
The moment the rain fell onto her, she felt her body slightly tremble.
It really was a bit cold … …
It was only six when she arrived at the entrance of the movie theater and there was a fried chicken store beside it.
She thought about it. Su Liang Chen shouldn't have eaten yet, so she should buy some for him.
For herself, she should buy more!
The fragrant fried chicken and the ice cold cola, the feeling of eating it together was crisp and cold, it really wasn't bad.
But her head and stomach weren't that lucky. After the meal, she felt her head become heavier and her stomach began to hurt.
She checked her phone ten times in an hour and it was finally eight o 'clock.
She thought that her bitter days were over, but she never thought that the rain outside the window would become even heavier, but that cold youth didn't come.
She didn't know how long passed, but when she came back to her senses, the fried chicken store's waiter told her that they were closing.
Looking at her watch, it was already half past ten.
The large storm washed every street in the city. She stood at the entrance of the movie theater and her nose turned sour. She couldn't hold back her tears as they fell down.
It turned out that even though she had 15% favorable impression points, in his eyes, she was nothing.
Actually, she didn't say that he had to come!
In her heart, as long as he could reply to her text, she would be very happy.
She could find an excuse to push him away, and she would have the courage and motivation to get close to him again.
However, the heavy rain before her made her heart sink to the bottom of the valley.
"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" A slightly familiar voice sounded beside her ear, and a dark blue umbrella appeared above her head.
Luo Qingchen slightly turned her eyes, slightly frowning in surprise as she muttered, "Tang Yu?"
Tang Yu was slightly taken aback when he saw her turn her gaze. His pitch-black eyes were filled with her figure. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and there were light water droplets on her bangs. Her pair of bright eyes were incomparably pure.
His heart skipped a beat, and he looked away in embarrassment. "I was just passing by. Do you want me to send you off?"
Luo Qingchen sized him up and said without hesitation, "No need."
Although this host has been slightly hurt, it doesn't mean that this host has forgotten the experience of the original host.
As Qian Feifei's eternal spare tire, Tang Yu suddenly spoke to her out of the blue. She could only conclude with four words —
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