[Story 13]
[Feng Qing · Fanwai]
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Yu Chu huddled in the corner of the phone booth, looking out blankly with a pair of dark eyes.
The rain was falling heavily, blurring the vision, and everything was hazy, even with the color of the lights in the distance, blurring into small light clusters.
The raindrops hit the glass of the telephone booth, converging into streams of water and flowing down.
The girl's little white hand was holding the receiver, which was already freezing cold. She bit her lip, stood on tiptoe gently, pressed a number slowly, and stopped.
... Where did she know the phone number? He just passed through this plane and threw her in to go to school casually. How could he be careful enough to prepare a phone for her to contact.
Her lips were pale and tight from the cold, and there was no color at all. Clutching the receiver tightly with her little hand, she blinked a drop of water on her eyelashes.
"Hi..." she whispered, as if someone was listening on the other side. "I got an excellent today. I'm the only one being praised."
She paused, lowered her head, a little frustrated.
"You come to pick me up, can you ask me how I am doing?... But it's okay not to ask, but don't forget to pick me up, don't forget."
The more she said, the more flustered she became.
In fact, Yu Chu always knew that she was not his child, nor his sister, but a gadget he picked up casually and threw away when he got tired of playing with it.
She knows all this at such a young age, but she has no choice but to try her best to catch the only person. If this person forgets her, she will just leave her in this small plane...
Then she will cry.
The little girl sniffed, but the tears did not fall. But if he really forgot and never appeared again, she would really cry.
Standing on tiptoe, she carefully put the receiver back with her pale hands, and crouched in the corner of the phone booth.
waited for so long.
It was so long that his hands and feet were freezing cold and stiff before he saw a slender figure in the torrential rain.
The boy was holding a black umbrella. The straight black handle made his fingers slender and white, and the joints were beautifully shaped, perfect like a handicraft.
And that face.
He was the prettiest person she had ever seen.
She hurriedly got up from the corner and watched him push open the door of the telephone booth helplessly. The young man, who was so beautiful that it was almost distorted, lowered his eyes and looked at her. He didn't say anything, let alone explain anything. Only slender hands easily picked her up.
The moment the little girl was picked up, her pale face fell on his shoulders, and tears fell down.
She thought angrily, he is here, why is she still crying
But the choking emotion couldn't be restrained, she gently opened her light-colored lips, and let out two small breaths to dissolve the choking sound.
The boy walked into the rain.
"Why are you crying?" He suddenly asked.
Yu Chu shivered in fright, and her small body stiffened instantly. She wiped the tears off her face with her hands stiffly, shivering slightly from the cold of her hands.
The girl's voice is low:
"I... afraid of you, no, don't want me..."
The boy still walked unhurriedly, as if he didn't take this sentence to heart at all.
He didn't speak, but Yu Chu panicked even more, and immediately added: "I will be obedient."
The boy still didn't answer.
The rain slides out of the water curtain along the tip of the umbrella, and it seems like an independent and quiet world under the umbrella.
In the world, there are only two people.