Xu Xian and I grab a man

The heavy rain was falling, and the raindrops hit the ground and splashed drops of water, which wet the trousers of pedestrians. The darkened sky seemed to be covered with a black cloth, which made people look depressed.

There was a crackling sound in the brightly lit classroom. The young man sitting on the chair straightened his back, staring at the information on the computer meticulously, typing quickly on the keyboard with his white fingers, and the sound of dripping rain The glass blocked it so that it didn't disturb him at all.

It wasn't until the last word was typed that Shen Qing moved his already stiff neck, relaxed his strength and leaned against his back. He rubbed his sore wrist, and habitually glanced at the time displayed at the bottom of the computer.

21: 21.

He did it so late, it was almost time to turn off the lights, and the time was just right.

Shen Qing raised her eyebrows, feeling a little happy in her heart, although it took a little rest time, but at least it was done, and there was nothing more to do tomorrow.

But Shen Qing's good mood suddenly turned bad when he saw the rain outside the window... The water droplets slid down the clean window, and the dark sky and rain covered everything in the distance, making it hard to see. real.

Shen Qing frowned, her thin lips were drawn into a line.

He doesn't like rain.

Rainy days will make him feel very bad, there is no reason, it's just that he doesn't like rain from the bottom of his heart... especially heavy rain and continuous light rain.

This made Shen Qing develop the habit of always carrying an umbrella when going out.

He looked down at his drawer... There was nothing in it except the study materials written in black and white.

The contents inside made Shen Qing stunned for a moment, then hugged her head and whimpered in pain, knocked it on the table, and frowned... He forgot to bring an umbrella.

I brought my computer with me when I went out, but I forgot to bring the umbrella on the bed, which is usually fine, but it’s raining now, and it’s raining heavily.

Awful.

Shen Qing rubbed his aching temples, his mood was extremely bad, he began to regret that he didn't go back to the dormitory earlier today.

The pale light illuminated the empty classroom, making the room where he was the only one left appear even more empty. Without the noisy conversations of his classmates, the silence was a little weird, which made people feel a little creepy.

The lamp rang softly, the sound was so slight that it was imperceptible.

Shen Qing pursed her lips and turned off the computer depressingly, and then began to tidy up the messy desk without haste.

"Shen Qing."

A strange male voice suddenly exploded in his ear, and Shen Qing was startled. He raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, and at some point there was a tall man standing at the door of the office, looking at him with a smile.

"It's time to turn off the lights, it's time to go back to the dormitory." The man didn't come in, but leaned against the door and looked at him lazily.

"...En." Shen Qing opened his mouth, wanting to call his name, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and finally he just answered and closed his mouth.

He forgot what the man's name was.

Shen Qing knew him, but suddenly couldn't remember his name at this moment.

"Isn't the teacher on duty today Teacher Xu?" Shen Qing put the computer in the computer bag, zipped it up, and walked towards the man.

"I give umbrellas to people, so by the way." The man shrugged with a smile, a little helpless, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

"Forgot." Speaking of this, Shen Qing felt a headache, even if the dormitory was not too far away, it was enough for him to go back in the rain.

"I happen to have some extra here, do you want it?" The man shook the long-handled white umbrella in his right hand, and handed it to Shen Qing under Shen Qing's puzzled eyes, "Take me to dinner tomorrow."

"Been released as a pigeon?" Shen Qing raised his eyebrows and reached out to take the umbrella. At that moment, he felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him in winter, and the chill spread from his fingertips to his bones... It was bitingly cold, freezing He couldn't stop trembling.

cold.

It’s so cold!

His brain was blank and messy, and his eyes seemed to have a problem, as if he saw a mountain vaguely. He couldn't feel his body, and fell into this strange illusion passively.

"……green……"

He heard someone calling him, but in the next second he was overwhelmed by a distant singing sound.

"... Chengshan... Bai..."

"...Shen Qing..."

"...in the cave... cultivate this body~"

"Shen Qing!"

It wasn't until the man's roar exploded in his ears that Shen Qing suddenly came back to his senses. He blinked twice, and looked at the man in front of him unresponsively. After a long while, he suddenly looked down at the umbrella in his hand.

It was a very common umbrella, an umbrella that can be bought in supermarkets for ten yuan.

It is indeed a little cold, but this is normal for dead things, and it is not at all cold.

"What the hell are you doing?" The man tapped his shoulder, "Go back soon."

"...Okay." Shen Qing was taken aback after uttering this word, his voice was hoarse, just like after crying, hoarse and sad.

what happened?

... This is not right!

Shen Qing was so irritable that she wanted to kick the table, but she still kept a look of nothing on her face, turned off the light with a snap, and followed the man downstairs.

What he didn't see was that the moment he closed the door, the big clock hanging on the wall made a small groan, and the stubby hour hand and the slender minute hand overlapped together and stopped at the number twelve.

"Tack, tick, tick..."

The crisp sound of the leather shoes stepping on the cold floor was amplified by the silent corridor.

wrong.

Something is wrong.

No no, maybe I'm too tired?

Shen Qing weighed the umbrella in his hand, it was very light, as if it had no weight.

...without weight?

A chill crept up Shen Qing's body quietly, only then did he realize that his back was covered with cold sweat, which wet his thin T-shirt.

Enough, Shen Qing, don't scare yourself.

He comforted himself in his heart and stopped.

The man opened his umbrella and was about to leave the teaching building.

"Hey..." Shen Qing finally couldn't hold back, and called the man in front of him, "Brother, return the umbrella to you, anyway, the dormitory is not far away, I can just run back, I'm too lazy to bring it to you tomorrow."

The man turned around and looked at him with a half smile but not a smile.

Silence spread between the two, Shen Qing couldn't help tensing his muscles so that he could react at the moment what happened.

……Who is he?

...I feel like I know him, I feel like I know him, but do I really know him?What's his name?Which class is he in?Which dormitory does he live in?

...Why do I feel that I know him very well?

"Really?" The man laughed.

"No, thank you." Shen Qing handed back the umbrella, and he stared closely at the man's face... His face was so ordinary that he couldn't find it in the crowd, and he could even forget it in a blink of an eye. He had no features at all. .

"Okay." The man spread his hand indifferently, took back the umbrella, then turned around and stepped into the rain without hesitation.

...Anyway, the umbrella has been delivered.

The man raised his lips.