Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

Zhou Zhi was not too surprised when she found Wen Ling next to her. After all, it was normal for Wen Ling to stand at the end of the line at his height. But she had no desire to say hello. In the extreme heat, she just prayed countless times in her heart that a strong wind would blow in the next second.

It would be best if there was a heavy rain!

Let’s disband quickly!

"for you."

Zhou Zhi looked at the information book in front of her, which was slightly larger than the one in her hand. It looked very suitable for fanning. Then she looked at Wen Ling, whose lips were almost bitten to bleed. He looked like a vampire who had just had a full meal. The contrast between his red lips and white face was very tempting. Zhou Zhi was afraid that she could not control herself, so she deliberately did not look at him, and then politely refused: "No, thank you."

Polite, yet distant.

Wen Ling did not retract his hand. His hand was frozen in mid-air, and even the knuckles turned an even more exaggerated white. The blue veins on the back of his hand were half exposed, in sharp contrast with his skin color.

Zhou Zhi fanned himself and stole a few glances: This hand is really suitable for making something artistic.

Wen Ling looked very stubborn, his hands were motionless in the air, but his voice had already become trembling: "Really... don't want to?"

Does she really not want him?

Zhou Zhi saw his hand shaking, and a few drops of unknown liquid fell on it and then slid down. Zhou Zhi's eyelids twitched, and she felt a little charming for no reason, and she also became a little excited.

It's raining?

"Due to weather conditions, our mobilization meeting ends here. Everyone please exit in an orderly manner—"

As soon as the school leader on the stage made the announcement, the students below began to look for their companions and dispersed like birds and animals. A small cheer broke out in the crowd, and they ran back to the classroom in groups.

Zhou Zhi saw the crowd disperse, and he stood out from the crowd, motionless, really conspicuous: "It's raining, aren't you going to leave?"

Wen Ling looked at her steadily. Raindrops hit his body, and some parts of his body stuck to the cheap and thin school uniform.

Zhou Zhi not only felt his eyelids twitching, but his throat also felt inexplicably dry.

What a beautiful color.

"do you want?"

he asked again.

Zhou Zhi always felt that his question was strange, as if he was not just asking her simply if she wanted his information. After all, it started to rain and the temperature dropped. She really had no need for this. Instead, how could he ask such a meaningful question with such a calm face?

Small black tea.

She looked him over quickly, judging him in her mind.

His expression was fragile and sensitive, with some raindrops hanging on his long eyelashes and the corners of his eyes were very red.

......But he seems to be very sensitive everywhere.

I hope she doesn't have too much crap in her head and is thinking about it the wrong way.

She looked everywhere, from his arms with blue veins to his fragile and sensitive face, and this time she condemned soberly: "Black tea."

Looking at the students who took the opportunity to run around like crazy, Zhou Zhi felt it was really baffling.

The people running around were puzzled, the school was puzzled, and Wen Ling was puzzled.

Well, so is she.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhou Zhi lowered his head, grabbed his wrist, and led him to catch up with them.

"I want it!"

If you don’t leave now, you’ll be soaked like a bald monkey with drooping hair!

Wen Ling looked at her tightly held wrist, with raindrops dripping upwards. He was willing to stay behind her and honestly reveal his deepest desires where she couldn't see.

I ran pretty fast and didn’t get caught in too much rain when I got back to the classroom.

As for Wen Ling, she turned around and saw him with his chin on the table, his hair was wet and in clumps, but luckily he had a lot of hair, and with the red eyes still at the end, he just looked at her, Zhou Zhi took a deep breath -

Guilty sin.

Beautiful and exquisite.

Fragile and easily broken.

In the primeval forest, he was just a poor little thing without any ability to protect himself, and could only rely on such elaborate designs to get protection from powerful animals.

Yes, he is still like this, not having enough ability to deal with danger.

Zhou Zhi handed him some tissues. He blinked his eyes and wiped them slowly, looking well-behaved and weak.

Zhou Zhi tightened her hands again and again, chanting the Heart Purification Mantra over and over again. Finally, her heart became less turbid. When she looked up, Wen Ling was staring at her while wiping his forehead, dodging from time to time, his eyes flickering.

He looks like he has a lot of bad intentions.

"Okay, we're almost done. Remember to take a shower when you get home."

Wen Ling nodded: "Okay, thank you for caring about me."

Zhou Zhi really couldn't stand the burning atmosphere in the classroom. He felt something hot on the back of his neck. He turned to look at the culprit and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Zhizhi."

Hearing this inexplicably familiar name, Zhou Zhi's heart trembled, and an indescribable throbbing surged in his chest: "What?"

Wen Ling tilted her head, her smile was just the right arc, and she shook the tissue in her hand. He just looked at her and said, "You are sweating, let me wipe it."

"I will do it myself."

Zhou Zhi subconsciously refused.