peach trap

It only takes 10 minutes to walk from the west gate to the dormitory on the old campus. Ye Wangning, who is tall, is responsible for holding the umbrella.

The umbrella is not that big, it's a little difficult to accommodate two people, Chi Yun got close to Ye Wangning, but he didn't dare to get too close, and was nervous to keep a distance, so he was speechless all the way.

The fragrance of plants in rainy days is stronger than that in sunny days. Chi Yun couldn't tell whether the smell of mint mixed with eucalyptus came from Ye Wangning's body when he approached, or it was a limited smell for rainy days.

This atmosphere lasted until they reached the downstairs of the dormitory, where Chi Yun stopped first.

Across a layer of rain, Ye Wangning stood there holding the umbrella handle, the umbrella was tilted towards him, his demeanor was cold and soft, even the wet half of his shoulders seemed to have a layer of mottled gray-cyan filter added.

This should be a very romantic scene, Chi Yun even saw a passing girl glance at them, and took the opportunity to start educating her boyfriend who was holding an umbrella.

However, the reality is not so romantic. The fact is that when two people hold the same umbrella, and the person holding the umbrella is too tall, and the rain is falling obliquely, the other person will often get a full set of free face washing services.

For example, now, Chi Yun calmly wiped the rainwater all over her face, and tried to force a smile: "Here, you go up."

Ye Wangning looked up and saw his wet face, he was also startled, and quickly returned to his usual expression, "Wait for me a moment."

"Oh," Chi Yun agreed, and realized belatedly, "Huh?"

Before he had time to ask why, Ye Wangning had already turned around and entered the dormitory building.

The shower came and went quickly, but after a while, it stopped.

Chi Yun didn't know why Ye Wangning asked him to wait, but he still chose to stand obediently.

The phone was running out of battery, so Chi Yun squatted down, staring in a daze at a small puddle of water that had gathered on the ground in every possible way, then stood up suddenly and touched the puddle with her toes.

Ye Wangning, who had just come downstairs, saw such a scene from afar.

Chi Yun turned her back to him, with her hands behind her back, like a child facing the wall in thought, but raised one foot restlessly, dangling above the puddle one after another.

Ye Wangning's footsteps were very light. He pushed open the door and walked towards Chi Yun.

Without the cover of the sound of rain, Chi Yun's voice was very clear. He seemed to be talking to himself, but Ye Wangning couldn't hear clearly.

When he got closer, he heard what Chi Yun was humming in a low voice.

"I'msingingtherain," the tune traveled thousands of miles, but Chi Yun didn't realize it, and the more he sang, the more he devoted himself, "Just singing therain..."

Ye Wangning finally spoke: "Senior, wipe your face."

Chi Yun didn't realize that there was someone behind him. He was standing on one foot and his center of gravity was unstable. Ye Wangning suddenly made a sound from behind and couldn't stand still. The raised foot caught off guard and stepped into the puddle.

The raindrops splashed, whirled in the air, and fell back into the puddle again.

When Chi Yun came home, Little Lanbai's younger sister was lying on the mat at the door waiting for him.

Seeing him come back, my sister meowed twice, as if to say "Welcome home".

Chi Yun patted her head, then changed into her slippers to wash her hands, the younger sister followed him, calling out in a drawn-out voice, begging for food coquettishly.

"Isn't there still cat food?" Chi Yun said, but still dried her hands and went to the kitchen to get a new can for her to open.

"Meow!" My sister couldn't understand, but she recognized the canned food, and started wagging her tail again.

Chi Yun dug the can into her bowl, and when his sister started eating, he packed up the rest and put it in the refrigerator, poured himself another glass of water, went back to the living room and opened the window.

The air after the rain is humid, and the draft that blows through the hall carries a very faint smell of green grass.

There were a few boxes of unopened scented candles in the shelf next to the coffee table, and Chi Yun randomly opened a scent that is very suitable for rainy days, amber moss, and a woody fragrance.

He put the candle on the candlestick of the revolving lantern, and then lit the wick. As the candle burned, the cherry blossom metal piece on the top of the candlestick slowly rotated.

Chi Yun nestled into the sofa and looked at it quietly for a while. The metal plate spun round and round, reflecting a dim yellow halo on the wall.

My sister finished eating the canned food, jumped on the sofa, found a place next to him and lay down, purring with happiness and bubbling.

Chi Yun touched his sister's exposed belly, but his eyes stayed on the handkerchief on the coffee table, which Ye Wangning handed to him just now.

He took the digital tablet next to him, thought for a moment, and wrote the first stroke on it.

Starting from the tip of the hair, to the drooping eyelashes, the bridge of the nose and lips, Chi Yun didn't pause, as if Ye Wangning's appearance had already been sketched in his mind, and he was just about to put pen to paper.

The blank sketch paper was slowly filled up. The young man who lowered his head and stretched out a hand, and the kitten who raised his head and sniffed the scent of the young man, gradually became vivid and leaped off the paper.

When coloring the line draft, Chi Yun hesitated for a moment, but chose a low-saturation color card.For some reason, he always felt that Ye Wangning would be suitable for this kind of color between gray tone and low purity.

In the painting, Ye Wangning's expression is clearly cold, maybe because he didn't open his eyes, he couldn't see any emotion.However, the tiny movements of his hands and Xiaoju on the opposite side filled the whole painting with a gentle sense of dissonance.

Chi Yun thought of an elective course he had taken before, the professor said at the time that beauty comes from contradictions.

He connected to the computer, synchronized the painting to the computer, and clicked on Weibo.

Because he occasionally takes over manuscripts for mobile game business, Chi Yun's Weibo has accumulated some fans. When he is free, he uploads some manuscripts and Moyu works.

Chi Yun thought for a while, but didn't know what words to match, so she only matched a song.In the past, this song always reminded him of the scene in "Song in the Rain" where the hero steps on the rain and spins under the street lamp.

But now, what he thought of was the sight Ye Wangning cast when they met at the corner.

Just ten seconds after Chi Yun sent it, someone commented. He clicked on the message bar, and a familiar comment popped up.

The person who commented was Feuille, who was the system's default avatar, and there was only one follower, and Chi Yun had noticed him a long time ago.

But this time, he only commented on a short sentence.

"And I'm ready for love."