Song Qingyu couldn't believe his eyes.

"... Senior Brother?"

When had she ever seen Lin Yixuan like this?

In the past, Lin Yixiuan always looked refreshed and well-dressed no matter what the occasion.

And now?

The well-groomed hair was all wet by the rain.

There was rain on my glasses.

Not to mention his shirt and pants, which were soaked by the rain without a single dry spot, looking both disheveled and ridiculous.

"It's funny."

Lin Yixuan scratched his hair awkwardly, took a tissue to wipe his glasses, and sat in front of Song Qingyu.

"Why are you here? Don't you have an umbrella?"

Song Qingyu also quickly handed him a tissue.

Lin Yixuan answered as he wiped it: "I just came out of the gallery. I didn't drive today, but I got a call from Shen Shian. He was looking for you."

When Song Qingyu heard the name "Shen Shi'an", he paused while pulling out the tissue.

This little action did not escape Lin Yixuan's sight. He pretended not to notice it. "I went to the dormitory to look for you, but you didn't come back. I went to the studio again, but didn't see you. I thought about it and thought you must be in this place."

In the past, after painting together, when they were hungry, they would come to this place to eat wontons.

Song Qingyu smiled.

"It's still raining. I'm an adult now. I won't go missing."

"But you will be unhappy."

Lin Yixiuan immediately responded.

He had taken off his glasses, and his affectionate and deep eyes were looking at Song Qingyu without blinking: "Your unhappiness is not a small matter to me."

Lin Yixuan's voice.

It echoed in her mind, and her heart, which had begun to feel sour, gradually softened.

"Are you stupid?"

Song Qingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You're already soaked like this, go back and change your clothes first."

After coming out of the restaurant with Lin Yixuan, the rain gradually stopped. Song Qingyu returned to the dormitory, and Lin Yixuan returned to his own place.

In the evening, Shen Shian called again.

Song Qingyu didn't want to answer it at first, but after looking at the dozens of missed calls, she decided to answer it.

"I've returned to the dormitory. If there's nothing else, I'm going to rest."

Song Qingyu's tone was icy.

Shen Shian was choked by her and didn't know how to start what he wanted to say.

"You misunderstood what I said last time. I just don't want you to be taken advantage of."

"Brother, you worry too much. I'm not a child."

Song Qingyu replied indifferently.

She was about to hang up when Jiang Minya's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Yu, can mommy come over to see you? I already know about your quarrel, and I've taught that brat a lesson, so don't be angry."

Song Qingyu couldn't maintain her initial cold attitude towards her mother.

She explained helplessly: "Mom, I'm really fine. I'll go back to see you another day."

"You're really not coming back?"

Jiang Minya refused to give up, "Mom is not feeling well."

This childish trick made Song Qingyu laugh and cry.

"Mom, I'm really fine. If you're not feeling well, let your brother take you to the hospital first. I'll go back to see you another day, okay?"

Hearing that Song Qingyu really didn't want to come back, Jiang Minya didn't want to force her.

"Okay then, you have to take good care of yourself. It's been raining a lot lately, don't catch a cold."

After chatting with her mother for a while, Song Qingyu hung up the phone.

Jiang Min-a also put down her phone.

She glanced at her son, and that look scared Shen Changlong so much that he didn't dare to speak.

"Shen Changlong, look at your precious son, Xiaoyu, such a good child, and now he doesn't even want to come back!"

Shen Changlong shuddered when he was called and quickly asked Shen Shian.

"Shi'an, what happened between you and Xiaoyu? Aunt Wang said she saw you two arguing from a distance yesterday..."

Shen Shian had a splitting headache.

He pinched his nose in annoyance and sat on the sofa.

Jiang Minya was furious. "Do I need to ask? It must be related to Ning Yueqi. Shi An, it's fine if you don't like Xiaoyu, but why do you want to bully Xiaoyu to this extent just for Ning Yueqi?"

She really didn't understand her son.

Nothing like my parents.

"Mom, it's not what you think."

Shen Shian explained in a deep voice, "This is a matter between Xiaoyu and me, don't worry."

"How could I not worry?"

Jiang Minya seemed to have made up her mind and sat down opposite Shen Shian, "Tell mom how you feel about Xiaoyu. You are my son, and I know you better than anyone else. If you really have no feelings for Xiaoyu, you wouldn't care how long she has been out of touch. Since you like her, why do you want to hurt Xiaoyu?!"

This time.

She wasn't just asking Shen Shian from the perspective of Song Qingyu's adoptive mother.

She is also Shen Shian's mother.

She wants her two children to be happy more than anyone else!

Shen Shian was at a loss.

He lowered his eyes, as if trying to sort out his emotions. Jiang Min-ya and Shen Chang-long did not rush him, waiting for him to figure out his own feelings.

"If you don't like her, tell her as soon as possible so that mom can introduce her to someone suitable."

Jiang Minya said coldly.

Shen Shian was indeed panicked.

The eyes that were originally closed opened instantly: "No."

He knew his mother's temper better than anyone else.

If I say I will introduce something, I will really do it and it won’t stop for a month.

"I don't understand it either."

There was a sense of powerlessness in his voice. He was vaguely aware of his own heart, but he couldn't accept it... He really had feelings for his sister.

"So you like Ning Yueqi?"

"I have a responsibility to her!"

After his initial hesitation, Shen Shian answered immediately.

"Responsibility, that's not love, husband, don't you think?"

"Yes!"

Of course Shen Changlong listened to his wife.

The couple were singing the same tune, which gave Shen Shian a headache. He hoped very much that Song Qingyu was at home, at least she would have more experience in dealing with the two elders.

After Song Qingyu finished the call, she planned to go to bed.

Thinking of Lin Yixuan coming to see her in the rain during the day, she called him again.

"Senior brother, are you asleep?"

she asked.

There was a faint rustling sound coming from the other end of the phone.

After a while, his voice came: "I'm not asleep, what's wrong?"

Song Qingyu frowned, sensing something was wrong.

"You have a fever?"

"It's just a cold, nothing to worry about."

"Why is everything okay?"

Song Qingyu was anxious, "Your voice is so hoarse, do you have any medicine at home?"

"...Xiaoyu, I'm really fine."

Lin Yixiuan comforted her.

"I'm not a child, you don't have to worry about me so much. If you do this, I'll think you like me too."

Song Qingyu: “…”

She pursed her lips hesitantly, but still made a decision: "Send me the address, I'll buy the medicine and send it to you."

This time, Lin Yixuan was no longer stubborn and told Song Qingyu the address.

"Just lie down, I'll be right there."

Song Qingyu hung up the phone, changed her clothes hurriedly, and left the dormitory.

She bought some cold medicine and drove there, which only took about ten minutes.

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