When Luo Yichen returned to the room, Su Rourou had already finished blowing up those textbooks.
He handed her the ginger tea in his hand: "My mother asked me to give it to you."
"Thank you." While carrying her schoolbag on her back, Su Rourou took a sip and handed it to Luo Yichen again, "Excuse me, are you satisfied with everything I have done?"
Luo Yichen glanced at the textbooks laid out word by word on the desk, and gave a short grace.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Su Rourou hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and looked at him pitifully: "Then can you return my love letter to me?"
"No!" Luo Yichen categorically refused.
"When will you give it back to me!" Su Rourou shouted dissatisfied. If he doesn't pay her back for the rest of her life, won't she be threatened by him for the rest of her life
"We'll talk about it someday when I'm in a better mood." He turned to look out the window, deliberately not looking at her.
Su Rourou quickly made a face at him, then ran downstairs without looking at him again.
Luo Yichen leaned against the desk, looked at her back, took a sip of the ginger tea in his hand. On the edge of the cup, it seems that her breath still remains...
In the living room, Li Juan enthusiastically said to Su Rou: "Rourou, let Yichen see you off!"
"No need, godmother! It's only a few steps away..."
Before Su Rourou finished speaking, Li Juan involuntarily ordered to the servant: "Go and ask the young master to come down!"
After a while, Luo Yichen's figure appeared at the end of the spiral staircase. Holding on to the banister of the stairs with one hand, and with the other in his trouser pocket, he walked down the stairs with his slender and straight legs. The elegant steps and noble temperament are just like a male model on a catwalk.
Everyone present was stunned, including Su Rourou. No wonder the girls in the class said he was handsome, but he was actually a little bit handsome.
When she came to her senses, he had already arrived at her.
"Let's go!" He led her towards the door.
"Godmother, I'll go first!" Su Rourou waved at Li Juan.
"Remember to come for dinner on weekends!" Li Juan reminded again.
Luo Yichen held up an umbrella for Su Rourou, and walked into the rain curtain side by side with her.
Su Rourou recalled his improper attitude when he was holding an umbrella for her just now, and couldn't help admonishing him: "I'm not talking about you, do you know how to hold an umbrella for a girl?"
After finishing speaking, she adjusted the angle of the umbrella handle and let it tilt a few points in her direction.
"Did you see, the umbrella handle for a girl must be slanted!"
"Oh, is that so?" Luo Yichen tilted the handle of the umbrella a little towards him.
Su Rourou immediately felt cold raindrops penetrate into her collar, she glared angrily at the instigator: "You!"
Luo Yichen raised his chin, with a calm expression on his face: "You said that the handle of the umbrella should be tilted, but you didn't say which side to tilt it to!"
"You unrefined man, I hope you won't find a girlfriend in the future!" Su Rourou tugged on the handle of the umbrella, making it tilt a little towards her.
"Thank you, I think the first thing you have to worry about is yourself." Luo Yichen said calmly, tilting the umbrella towards him.
His words just hit Su Rourou's sore spot. In fact, she has always had a problem that she can't figure out: when she was a child, she was obviously very popular with the opposite sex—especially when she was in kindergarten, with a group of young boys following her every day. But I don't know what happened later, the "little tail" behind her got shorter and shorter, and finally no boy liked her anymore! Could it be because he was disabled
"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!" She grabbed the umbrella again.
In the torrential rain, a tall boy and a petite girl walked side by side. The umbrellas in their hands turned left and right for a while...
But in the end, he quietly leaned to the girl's side and never moved again.
The left half of the boy's body was wet, dripping water...