After the abuse of the scumbag, the actor and the young master are he

Chapter 38

Jiang Baizhou went to the kitchen to get some sandwiches and milk, and made a pot of coffee. He sat with Yuan Song by the French window in the living room on the first floor and looked at the cosmos in the garden. There was a continuous drizzle in early autumn.

The mixed purple and white cosmos shrouded in the hazy mist and rain, was cleaned clean and clear, not stained with dust and full of vitality, especially like a youth who knows no worries when he is young.

The first time Yuan Song saw Jiang Baizhou was also on a rainy day, but it wasn't early autumn, it was during a heavy rainstorm in midsummer.

After school that afternoon, Yuan Song and his grades were dismissed half an hour early due to the spraying of pesticides in the classroom. He didn't say hello to the driver at home in advance.

At that time, an Internet celebrity fried chicken restaurant was very popular in a few alleys away from the school. Many students frequented it frequently.

He was 13 years old that year, and he was already a sophomore in junior high school because he entered school one year early.He followed a few male classmates, holding a small blue umbrella, wading through puddles and puddles to queue for the fried chicken shop.

After more than 20 minutes, it seemed that he was finally in the queue. The fried chicken sprinkled with chili powder and cumin powder and sizzling with oil seemed to have reached his mouth. Just smelling it made him very hungry.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation, and he still didn't succeed in "stealing".

Because of eye inflammation, his left eye was swollen like a peach, and his visible field of vision was very small. The eyes were of different sizes, which looked funny and pitiful.

There was a traffic jam on a rainy day, and Yuan Chengjing happened to pass by their school on his way home from work, so he called to tell the driver not to come, and he went to pick up his brother himself.

If my elder brother caught me eating street food, I would at most suffer a few reprimands, but unfortunately, the doctor repeatedly told me to eat lightly because of eye inflammation.If you commit such a crime knowingly, the consequences will be serious.

Regardless of his classmates' persuasion, Yuan Song turned his head and left reluctantly. He had to hurry back to the bus stop opposite the school so as not to reveal his secrets.

The blue sky became more and more cloudy and silent, and the previous moderate rain was pouring down, showing signs of turning into a heavy rain.

The potholed alleys were full of water, and the shoes and socks were accidentally stained. The more anxious Yuan Song became, the more unstable his feet became. Seeing Yuan Chengjing's phone call again, the child moved forward with the umbrella that was twisted by the wind and rain. Difficult to do.

So, he decided to take a shortcut.

As long as you cross the road on the right, you can save half a circle, but there is a fence more than half a meter high in the middle of the road, so you need to walk carefully, which is a bit dangerous.

The child is as curious as he is lucky. He just reminds himself to be careful of passing vehicles when he crosses the railing for a while, so as not to be hit by accident.

I didn't pay attention to the swirling torrent along the road.

He thought that his feet were a drain, and he was about to stretch his feet out, but before he touched the surface of the water, he felt that his neck was tightened, and he was carried back a few steps, and his feet staggered.

Yuan Song has been good-looking since he was a child, but he was not at all beautiful that day.

The flat school uniform was mostly wet, the trouser legs and white shoes were filthy, the umbrella couldn't keep out the bitter rain, and his face was covered with water stains. What's more serious, the inflamed left eye was soaked in unclean water, and it tended to become more red and swollen.

"Aren't you a fool, didn't you see that the manhole cover over there was washed away? Don't die!"

The place where Yuan Song was going to set foot just now was suspected by him to be the vortex of the drain. In fact, there was a manhole cover, but it was washed away by the heavy rain. In addition, the water along the road was fierce, so there was no hole at all, only a spiral. sinking rain.

If you accidentally step on it, the consequences will be disastrous.

The person who rescued him and scolded him was none other than 17-year-old Jiang Baizhou.

He went to the school staff dormitory building to deliver things to the teacher. He originally wanted to walk along the road to the next intersection and take the subway home, but he almost witnessed the child's "stumble".

"Thanks, I, I didn't know that was the wellhead."

Jiang Baizhou was wearing the same school uniform with different colors, and his grade and name were embroidered on the left chest, which was also a characteristic of their school.

At that time, although Yuan Song had only one eye to see the person in front of him clearly, he recognized him immediately. Although he couldn't remember the name, he knew that he was the image representative of the school's admissions, and it was said that he was a very famous person.

"Where are you going, do you want me to take you?"

Jiang Baizhou held a huge black umbrella in his right hand, and the left hand that pulled Yuan Song just now carried a small bag of fried chicken. The white plastic bag was slightly wet with rain, but it still couldn't completely cover up the tempting fragrance.

This bag of fried chicken is the teacher Xie Jiang Baizhou's reward for running errands in the rain.

"I want to go back to the gate of the school." Yuan Song looked away from the hands, and with a pair of miserable eyes of different sizes, he took in Jiang Baizhou's beauty.

He seems to be better looking than in the video promotional video, just standing sideways and looking at him is sunny and free and easy, especially when looking at his eyes, which seem to be decorated with gems and stars, bright and clean, and can penetrate people's hearts at a glance.

"Let's go, I'll take you off!"

This elementary school boy doesn't look very smart, if he is allowed to walk on his own, he may even cross the road, and with the poor vision of "one eye", it will be over if it leads to a tragedy.

Jiang Baizhou led the way in front of the potholed alley. Although the place was dilapidated, the location was excellent. He kept saying that it would be demolished, but the original residents demanded a lot of compensation, so they never reached an agreement. The plan to build a new building was temporarily put on hold.

This torrential rain came violently and without warning. Small puddles were scattered everywhere, which was much more serious than before Yuan Song came. Big trees shook wantonly, and the distant sky thundered, suddenly showing an apocalyptic look. dark and cramped.

"hand!"

Jiang Baizhou jumped over a big puddle, fearing that Yuan Song would not be able to get over it, so he stretched out his hand to pull him.At that time, Yuan Song was thin and slender, and the blue umbrella in his hand was blown away by the gust of wind.

He clenched Jiang Baizhou's wet hand, and was dragged and jumped over. Because of the excessive momentum, he threw himself into the opponent's arms, hit his head on his collarbone, and felt a little dizzy and a little hurt.

Seeing the child letting go and going to pick up the umbrella, Jiang Baizhou sternly stretched out his arms to stop him, and the rider on the electric scooter hurried past, almost bumping into Yuan Song again.

Jiang Baizhou was speechless, and the rain couldn't wash away the creases on his brows.

He put his arms around his chest and held him down, and the package of fried chicken that Yuan Song had been thinking about was directly thrown into the trash can next to him. The two of them held Jiang Baizhou's big umbrella together and walked towards the school with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

Yuan Song was about to cry stupidly by himself, his face was full of shame, Jiang Baizhou was taller than him, and the little him seemed to be nestled in the other's arms, curled up in a safe and quiet little world.

The big umbrella was obviously inclined to Yuan Song's side, and Jiang Baizhou's shoulder on the other side must be wet without thinking.

Embarrassed, he raised his hand to reach the handle of the umbrella and wanted to move it to the side, but Jiang Baizhou stopped him forcefully.

"If your eyes get wet again, you'll probably go blind. You'd better stay calm." Jiang Baizhou usually has a good temper, but the reason he spoke that day was because Yuan Song was stupid and scary. He stepped into dangerous situations several times. A rich young master with no ability to live.

Yuan Song blushed and stopped talking. The other party's tone was arrogant, but his movements were gentle and considerate. He protected him from the wind and rain, led him into puddles, and held his hand firmly, giving him a sense of security every time he held it.

Although Jiang Baizhou's umbrella was big, it still couldn't completely withstand the wind and rain that came in.

The rain snaked down his jawline, drops of water hung from his wet eyelashes, his nose was straight and straight, and his profile looked like a painting.

Yuan Song was a little crazy looking at it, he didn't even hear Jiang Baizhou reminding him to be careful of the puddle under his feet, he stepped on it, and Jiang Baizhou staggered along with his figure.

Jiang Baizhou: ...

"Son, I know I'm good-looking, so let's save our lives now? I'll send you a photo to look at some other day!"

For such a distance, Jiang Baizhou felt that he was in danger of dying if he walked any further.

The thunder is getting louder and louder, and the rain is not decreasing. What should I do if I am struck by lightning after a while?

Afterwards, Yuan Song didn't dare to be distracted anymore, he was surrounded by Jiang Baizhou's shoulders, he obeyed his orders to move and walk, stepped over puddles, bypassed the big tree with antennas, and walked forward cautiously.

After a long time, Yuan Song could still clearly recall the feeling of being in a small world with Jiang Baizhou. It was a peace of mind and heartbeat that he had never felt before. It seemed that as long as the other party was there, he would not be afraid of anything, and he even hoped that the stormy road would never end. .

"Okay, I'll give you the umbrella!" Jiang Baizhou sent the man to the bus stop in front of the school, stuffed the umbrella in his hand, and raised his hand to wipe the water stains on his face casually, "Remember to return it to the school guard room after you use it, goodbye !"

He borrowed this black umbrella, and before Yuan Song could refuse, he strode away on the stagnant water, looking for the direction to take the subway.

The rain curtain gradually blurred Yuan Song's gaze, the wind and rain were bleak and made people shiver, but his heart seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, and it had been hot for many years.

When he was young, his liking was so light and soft. Later, he began to pay attention to Jiang Baizhou's figure on campus. Although he was not in the same campus, as long as he had the heart, chance encounters often happened.

Tick, tick.

The light rain was still falling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the cosmos swayed in the flower garden. I don't know whose heart was moving.

"If it wasn't for you that day, I might have been washed away by the heavy rain."

Although the memories are beautiful, he was really stupid at the time, and he was a little embarrassed to say it.However, being young and clumsy is also worthy of forgiveness.

"Why do you always..."

Always put yourself at risk.

Almost fell into a well in the rain, and almost died in a foreign country.

Jiang Baizhou didn't dare to think about these things now, and when he thought about it, he was so afraid that his heart ached.

"You still owe me a photo."

Yuan Song spread his hand towards him, smiling softly and sweetly, Jiang Baizhou wrapped his hand with his big hand, and then kissed the back of his hand lightly.

"What's the point of asking for a photo? Anyone will give it to you! Besides, you haven't seen my whole body, why are you still interested in a two-dimensional photo?"

The three sentences started to be indecent again, Yuan Song bit the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to push his shoulder.

The first encounter between him and Yuan Song was long and beautiful, but unfortunately there is only a vague shadow in his memory, and it is a pity that he can't remember more details.

Jiang Baizhou raised his hand to stroke Yuan Song's left eye, his gaze was focused and immersed, as if he was trying to recall his appearance at that time.

A kiss was lightly imprinted on his trembling eyelids, like a mark of promise, and also like a silent affirmation and response to the past.

Fortunately, I did not miss you.

Fortunately, we can still be together.