On this day, Lin Qingxu went to work in the cafe in the commercial street next to the school as usual.

One month before Lin Qingxu was born, her father was hit by a car and killed, and she lost 500,000 yuan in compensation. Mother Yang Li did not remarry and runs a hot and dry noodle restaurant. The conditions at home are not difficult. Lin Qingxu heard from neighbors that his father and mother had a very good relationship. Maybe it was because of this reason that his mother didn't like her very much since she was a child.

Yang Li was not short of Lin Qingxu's food and clothing expenses, but she was cold to her. After Lin Qingxu tried unsuccessfully to ease his relationship with his mother when he was a child, over time, he accepted his mother's indifference. When Lin Qingxu went to Qingda, he no longer used his mother Yang Li's money, but was self-sufficient with the money earned from scholarships and part-time jobs.

The number of people in the cafe began to decrease. Wang Jing took the tray with the empty cups and walked to the bar, "Take a break." As he said, he handed the ice cola to Lin Qingxu.

Seeing Lin Qingxu's comfortable look when he took a big sip of Coke, she couldn't help shaking her head, she really didn't think this thing was delicious.

But even after getting along for so long, she still felt that Lin Qingxu's face was beautiful and refined. He is good-looking, and he is a student of Qing University. Unfortunately, he does not have a good background, so he is simply a winner in life.

In this way, God is not so partial.

A customer motioned for an order, she walked over and met a terrified face, heard him say "a cappuccino", and saw the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

As she walked to the bar, she thought, well, she took back what she just said, God is still partial, but she is very grateful to God for being partial, allowing her to see such a face.

The number of people in the store gradually dwindled, and until the end, there was only the handsome guy who shocked her. Wang Jing leaned against the bar and became crazy, and sighed in her heart that the handsome guy's profile was so perfect, and she came back to her senses when she heard Lin Qingxu ask her, "Aren't you leaving yet? Don't you have a date today?"

That's right, being reminded by Lin Qingxu, she sighed that her beauty was mistaken, and hurriedly packed her things, "I'll go first, it's hard for you to finish!"

Lin Qingxu finished wiping the stains on the bar, poured herself another glass of iced Coke, and was about to clean up and lock the door after drinking, when she found that there was another person by the window, she walked over slowly, " Sorry, we're closing."

He seemed to be interrupted by her voice, raised his head, and said a little embarrassedly, "Oh, okay." Then he walked out.

Lin Qingxu cleaned up the table, thinking to himself, the face just now was really pleasing to the eye.

After cleaning up, she walked to the door and locked the door, only to find that the god of heaven was not beautiful, it was raining, the rain was a little heavy, mixed with the wind, with the coolness of March, she was wearing a thin knitted sweater, she couldn't help shrinking.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. On the streets, there are people with umbrellas and those without umbrellas. People are walking in a hurry.

Only one person, walking unhurriedly, holding an umbrella, came to her. The man walked in front of her. She raised her head and met the pleasing face just now. Neither of them spoke. The world inside the umbrella was static, and the world outside the umbrella was fluid.

He didn't speak, just stared at Lin Qingxu blankly, as if fascinated, until someone ran past them with rain, and the rain splashed, breaking the silence under the umbrella.

He shoved the umbrella into her hands, his ears were red, he glanced at her hesitantly, and then rushed into the rain, running back and smiling at Lin Qingxu.

The silly smile bloomed on that pleasing face, but it seemed extraordinarily real.

It rained heavily, and it fell on the running figure, like a fine landscape painting, bright and alive.

Lin Qingxu held the umbrella, but felt that there was still another person's temperature in her palm, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart, like, throbbing.

The phone in the backpack kept dancing and singing.

"Would you like me to pick you up?" It was Shen Zhiyi. Seeing the rain, she remembered that Lin Qingxu didn't seem to bring an umbrella when she went out today.

"No, I borrowed an umbrella." Although the man forced it to her, it was considered that she had borrowed his umbrella.

Lin Qingxu has a good appearance. From childhood to adulthood, many people pursued her. But the person met today seemed to simply want to lend her an umbrella.

Simply being stupid.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Shen Zhiyi told him worriedly, "Then come back quickly."

"Okay." Lin Qingxu stopped thinking about it, hung up the phone, held an umbrella, and walked towards the school gate.

She walked very slowly, and the hand holding the umbrella handle was loose and tight, tight and loose.

She always felt that there was still the temperature of the boy's hand on the umbrella handle.

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