my sister is a supermodel

With all the lights turned on together, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became warm and cozy, especially when there were only two people.

"Today's rain is so beautiful!"

Britney sat on the window sill, looking at the rain outside the window quietly through the large glass window. She admired and took a sip of the beer on the window sill.

"Britney, put this on, don't catch a cold"

Roca took the cashmere blanket on the bed and draped it over her body, accidentally touching her thighs, the white thighs were as cold as jade.

"Don't want this, it's too cool to wear this"

Britney pushed his hand and said.

Regardless of whether she wanted it or not, she hugged her and threw her on the bed, rolled her up with a blanket under her chest, wrapped her tightly, and put her on the window sill.

Britney gritted her teeth and stared at him bitterly, "Rocca, if I had a knife in my hand, I would stab you to death, and then I would commit suicide."

"Wait until you have a knife"

Rocca shrugged, turned on the computer and prepared to write the script.

"Bastard, what are you doing, you haven't come up yet!"

Britney patted the window sill beside her and said, "Last time when I went to my house, I invited you to watch the sunset. Today I come to your house, and you should also watch the rain with me."

"Alright alright!"

Roca jumped onto the window sill and sat opposite her. On the two-foot-wide window sill, many airplane models that were originally placed here had already been placed in the corner.

"Rocca, do you like rain?"

"I like it, because I like to stay at home. Every time it rains, I can stand on the window sill and see the people downstairs running around in the rain, and see someone drowned in the rain. happiness"

"You're such a bad guy"

Britney smiled softly, picked up a can of beer and threw it at him, and of course goalkeeper Rocca easily caught it.

Roca opened the dark beer and took a sip. The smell of burnt malt filled his mouth. Since he drank it at Britney's last time, he gradually fell in love with the taste of dark beer.

"You know, I like rain for the first time"

Britney stuck to the window and touched the glass window with her fingers, because she couldn't touch the rain through the glass, but she could feel the coldness of the rain and a slight chill.

"It's also the first time someone accompanied me to watch the rain"

Roca imitated her, pressed her face against the glass, and stared at the rain outside the window.

Britney inadvertently curled the corners of her mouth. She looked at the thick rain outside the window and at the person in front of her. Suddenly, an impulse arose in her heart.

"Roca, shall we go to the rain together?"

"Don't make trouble!"

Rocca shook his head.

Boom!

Britney jumped off the ledge, ripping the blanket off her body.

"what are you doing?"

Roca asked in surprise.

"Get in the rain! Do you want to go or not? Forget it if you don't go!"

Before he could answer, Britney opened the door and ran out barefoot.

"Fuck!"

Roca patted his forehead and chased him out with his shoes on.

"Stop it!"

Taking advantage of his long legs, he stopped her in the living room.

"Do you want to imprison me too?"

Britney asked, frowning.

Roca had no choice but to let go of his arms.

Britney ran out wearing only slippers and a hoodie and rainbow skirt.

Roca had no choice but to catch up closely.

On the dark No. 76 Street, there was no one or car, and there was only an endless rain curtain, a dark space, and a few dim street lights.

Now there is another girl running happily in the rain. She is wearing a rainbow skirt and has blond hair loose. She ran hard in the rain, and soon lost a shoe on her foot.

A tall figure behind him picked up the shoes and chased after him.

The original rain curtain was quiet, with a black background, but now there are two more active figures, one colored like an active rainbow in the sky, and the other gray, like a guardian of the rainbow, a quiet shadow.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The two of them ran for an unknown amount of time, but suddenly the rainbow skirt in front of them stopped running and stood quietly in the rain, motionless.

At this time, the gray shadow behind him quickly caught up and took off his coat to cover the rainbow skirt.

The rainbow skirt suddenly jumped up and hugged the gray figure tightly. The two kissed quietly and passionately in the rain. It seemed that there were only two people left in the world.

Kacha~

On the apartment floor across the 76th street, veteran photographer Kevin Donovan took the camera to capture the scene.

Kevin worked as a photojournalist for more than 20 years when he was young, and became a professional photographer for National Geographic magazine because of his hobby of photography. He has captured countless wonderful moments in his life and won two Pulitzer Prizes for Feature Photography .

Now he is more than 70 years old, and he walks in a wheelchair every day. The area he moves about every day is less than [-] square meters. At most, he sits on the bench downstairs and watches the dog pee. He thought he would never pick up a camera again in this life. up.

But just now when he was looking at the rain by the window, he suddenly saw the scene on the street downstairs, and his old and stiff heart was suddenly touched by the two shadows in the rain, just like the countless throbbing moments when he was young.

Impatiently, he took out the old Leica camera that he maintains every day, and with his stiff fingers, he took pictures of the scene of the two chasing and kissing in the rain.

"YES!"

The old man waved his fist, just like the gesture he made every time he captured the most beautiful and shocking moment when he was young.

He looked at the photos in the camera. In the dark night, the pattering raindrops were like the snowflake screen on the TV, only black and white, but there was a colorful figure in the black and white snowflake screen. She hugged a gray shadow.

But the gray figure is too dim, in the rain curtain, there is only a shallow outline, so the body of the rainbow skirt floats up, as if embracing the night, kissing the rain curtain, and embracing the world.