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In the evening, Kang Yaochen was sitting in the restaurant eating and chatting with others on his mobile phone.

"Wuuu, my life is so miserable. Why do I want to come to the hospital to be a volunteer when everyone is going to play during the holiday? Wuuu, I am so desolate, so miserable, so miserable. Yaochen, hurry up and save me Me, I can't take it anymore."

"Okay, being able to work in the hospital is a good thing that many people can't even get. If it wasn't for your father, how would you have the opportunity to work in the hospital?"

"Don't! I'll give you what you want! How many times have I told you that I don't want to be a doctor, I don't want to be a doctor! I wouldn't be grateful for another chance. Besides, you know I'm in What are you doing? It’s sorting out cases, sorting out cases! My God, you can’t imagine how spectacular it is to have a room full of cases? Not to mention that I have to sort out these things and enter them into the computer Go in! A room, this is not a trivial matter! This is simply using me as cheap labor!"

"Haha, it seems that you will not be bored every weekend in the future. These things are enough for you to make it through the winter vacation. It seems that your father is really hard-hearted this time and wants to train you well."

"Oh, no matter how I hear this tone, it sounds like I'm gloating? Are you itchy, kid? Be careful, I'll go back and beat you!"

"Okay, as long as your old man still has strength after returning from vacation, I'll do whatever you want."

"Give me back the thither? Let me tell you, wait for me..."

In the middle of speaking, a vague voice came from the other end of the phone. After Xu Zheqiang responded, he hurriedly said "I have something to do" to Kang Yaochen, and hung up the phone.

Kang Yaochen put away his phone in a funny way, stuffed two or three bites of the leftover rice into his mouth, then stood up and paid the bill.

Because his father had to go out again, and his mother went with him, so Kang Yaochen, who had long been used to it, consciously walked to the restaurant on the next street to settle his dinner.

After paying the bill, Kang Yaochen opened the door and walked out of the restaurant. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit his face, which made him tighten his body involuntarily. He didn't walk slowly towards the house until he got used to it.

However, when Kang Yaochen looked up at the sky, he was stunned.

The dark sky lacked the clarity of the day, nor the purity of the approaching night. Instead, it looked like a muddy, clumsy painting that was thick on one side and thinner on the other.

It is going to rain?

After the cold, there are very few rainy days. Occasionally, there will be a little drizzle, and it will clear up in an instant. There are very few terrible weather with dark clouds.

However, today's sky looks like it's going to be a big fight, and the gloomy clouds seem to be ready to go, waiting for an order.

Rain in cold weather is not popular with people, and Kang Yaochen also knows that if possible, it is best not to rain forever, so that people who hate rainy days will always be happy.

But, but...

In a place where no one noticed, deep, deep, there was a thought that shouldn't have, like an inextinguishable flame, broke through the fragile protective fence with the momentum of a prairie fire, and spread throughout Kang Yaochen's whole body in an instant.

It's raining... Then don't I have a chance to receive his call?

This kind of thinking is selfish and despicable, because the realization of his wishes is based on the pain of the people he loves.

Kang Yaochen knew it, but he couldn't control it.

The more I like him, the more I want to see him, and the more I want... to have a chance to see him.

When it rains, he will cry in pain, which Kang Yaochen doesn't want to see; but as long as it rains, he will call like last time...

The thought of wishing him to be happy and the hope of seeing him existed at the same time, this contradiction ran amok in Kang Yaochen's body, and made him into a mess.

Stop the rain, if it rains, he should cry again.Kang Yaochen prayed with all his heart.

However, the sound of begging for rain still echoed in his chest, getting louder, louder, louder...

"Hehe, I'm really a despicable and dirty bastard."

Couldn't help laughing at himself, the bitterness on the corner of Kang Yaochen's mouth was so intense that nothing could match it.

His eyes were still focused on the sky, on the ugly uneven cloud.

Yes, Kang Yaochen already liked that person so much that he couldn't stand himself praying like this because of liking.

But any condemnation by him is in vain.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, it really rained.

There was a "bang", as if someone was scooping water out of a basin in the sky, and the heavy rain fell on the ground, all people and vehicles stopped moving, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into silence, only the monotonous sound of rain kept repeating.

Kang Yaochen sat in a warm and comfortable room with his mobile phone in hand, in front of him was a beautiful white piano.

He was waiting, waiting for that person to call.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes... half an hour...

It has been raining for more than half an hour, and the phone is still silent.

Probably infected the atmosphere in the house, outside the house, the rain became less and less, the sound as loud as a drum gradually softened, and slowly, the astonishing rain stopped, leaving only the tinkling water droplets.

The phone still didn't move.

Looking up and looking out of the window, a little bit of flickering light reflected into the room through the glass window, hazy, with the unique laziness after the rain.

Kang Yaochen didn't know what to do to react, and he didn't know what kind of expression to put on.

Silently picking up the phone and putting it in his pocket, Kang Yaochen stood up, turned off the lights, and left the room.

It's just that he doesn't need himself anymore, it's no big deal.

Going downstairs, he opened the refrigerator, after thinking about it, Kang Yaochen still took out his father's beer.

He finally understood why so many people like to drink at this time, because the taste is really similar to the mood, so everyone drinks in order to find resonance.

Taking a big gulp of beer, Kang Yaochen mixed with the unknown stuff in his throat, and swallowed everything down his stomach.

Tomorrow, starting from tomorrow, I will... just...

Oh, what else can I do?

"Ding dong."

Doorbell rang.

Kang Yaochen leaned against the refrigerator, not moving.

Jiu Jiu, "Ding Dong."

Kang Yaochen looked at the door, then at the clock on the wall, it was twenty past eight.

When it's neither too early nor too late, who will it be?

"Ding dong ding dong."

Two harsh and hasty doorbells told Kang Yaochen that the people outside the house hadn't left yet.

Putting down the beer, Kang Yaochen took a deep breath.

"Ding dong."

"It's coming, it's coming, wait."

Walking to the door, opening the door, suddenly, the wind mixed with the smell of rain rushed to Kang Yaochen's face, making him tighten his body for a moment.

However, when Kang Yaochen saw the people outside the door clearly, he unconsciously stopped the movement of shrinking his shoulders, and the half-raised shoulders were hilariously stuck in the air.

The shivering body, the soaked clothes, and the heavy woolen sweater stuck to the cold skin made the paleness and hesitation on the face more obvious.

The lips trembled, and in the end, only broken single notes came out.

"Yao... Chen... save... me..."

Snow pine!