Neon lights illuminated the rainy night.
Zhao Sun shrank his neck.
The burly woman beside him, holding an umbrella, stood tall and proud. She was wearing a light brown wool coat over a turtleneck sweater, and looked quite warm.
Zhao Xun also looked up at the umbrella, which was held quite high.
And it was a big umbrella. Although the girl was quite tall, she was still... well, what a load of crap.
Why are you so tall!
Ma Jiaojiao noticed his gaze and quickly tilted the umbrella slightly towards him:
Did you get wet?
"without."
"oh."
Ma Jiaojiao thought for a moment and said, "I'm not tired."
"Who the hell cares if you're tired or not..."
Zhao Xun practically pressed her mouth against the collar of his windbreaker.
Ma Jiaojiao asked, "Is it cold?"
"return…"
Zhao Xun wanted to say that it was alright.
But he happens to be sensitive to cold, and he shivers when the cold wind blows.
Even if you speak tremblingly, your good words won't be very convincing.
Ma Jiaojiao thought for a moment:
"Shall I give you my coat?"
"--roll…"
The rolling sound had just left his lips when Zhao Xun swallowed it back down, seamlessly switching to a calm tone: "No need."
Although Zhao Xun advocated gender equality—meaning that when a woman insults a man, the man must respond in kind.
When a woman hits a man, the man must hit back.
However, he still found it hard to accept that a girl should give him her coat.
But since it was well-intentioned and not intentional, there's no need to tell him to get lost.
“You can definitely fit into it.”
“…I won’t wear that either,” Zhao Xun said.
Damn it, of course he knows he can fit into it!
"It's very warm, don't worry about me being cold, I'm wearing quite a lot of layers," Ma Jiaojiao said.
Nobody's worried about you.
As Zhao Xun spoke, he glanced at Ma Jiaojiao's body and said, "...She doesn't seem to be afraid of the cold."
Ma Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes dangerously:
Are you implying that I'm fat?
“…”
Zhao Xun didn't speak. He looked at the rain outside the umbrella and said, "The rain is really heavy."
Ma Jiaojiao thought to herself that her senior's change of topic was too awkward. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
Then, with a "whoosh," he shifted his body slightly.
She moved even closer to Zhao Xun.
It is said that when two people stand close together, the temperature can be increased slightly.
It's not that you can feel the other person's body temperature, but simply because the other person is there, you feel nervous or excited, which reflexively excites the sympathetic nervous system and increases catecholamines such as norepinephrine, thereby raising your facial temperature.
The two people under the same umbrella were not far apart to begin with.
Now, Zhao Xun's shoulder is touching Ma Jiaojiao's upper arm.
Zhao Xun glanced at it, speechless:
What are you doing, making that "fuss" sound?
"The female protagonist in cartoons makes this sound when she moves her body~ I tried to imitate it, isn't it cute?" Ma Jiaojiao said with a smile.
"I really have nothing to say to you anime fans."
Zhao Xun said calmly, "Besides, who do you consider yourself the female lead in this drama..."
Ma Jiaojiao drew out the "hmm":
"...Indeed, it doesn't count."
"It's good that you still have some self-awareness."
"I'm just a mortal, as you've said before, senior."
Zhao Sun: ...
The memory of lecturing Ma Jiaojiao in the tone of "You don't think you're that handsome, do you?" flooded back into my mind.
A tingling sensation rose up along my spine.
embarrassed--
"Shut up."
"But you praised my makeup skills, so if I try my best and add some Japanese magic, I should be able to pass for the female lead, right?" Ma Jiaojiao chuckled.
"It's better to stay in bed if you're dreaming." Zhao Xun asked, "When did I ever praise you?"
"Backstage at the welcome party."
“…Damn, is that true?” Zhao Xun thought for a moment: “I can’t remember at all.”
"When it comes to praise, the person giving the praise doesn't need to remember it. As long as the person being praised feels happy, that's all that matters."
When Ma Jiaojiao spoke softly, Zhao Xun subconsciously glanced at her.
She truly made no attempt to hide her feelings.
He's laughing like a fool.
"...By the way, I've never discussed this with you before, senior. What kind of female characters do you like? Hmm, to put it simply, just name a person. I think I know them all."
Zhao Xun glanced at Ma Jiaojiao again with an ambiguous expression, focusing mainly on her upper body.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore."
"You still don't believe in my film viewing experience?"
"What I mean is, you can't cosplay at all."
Ma Jiaojiao was stunned, then a little shocked:
"You're implying I'm fat again!"
"...Shut up."
We closed the umbrella and entered the subway station.
The umbrella opened again, and the two stepped into Jiangnan University at the same time.
"Let's take you back to your dorm first," Ma Jiaojiao said.
"Um."
Zhao Xun did not refuse, after all, the umbrella belonged to the other person.
If I let her go back first, I'll have to find a chance to return the umbrella later, which is a hassle.
The school was very quiet in the rain, especially on a winter night.
Apart from the patter of raindrops and the hiss of the cold wind, there was almost no sound.
The two of them stepped onto the cement road, which was slightly damp.
Zhao Xun could feel that his socks were a little wet, and the toes felt cold and uncomfortable.
Whether she had run out of things to say or was simply tired of talking, Ma Jiaojiao became quite quiet at this point.
A little while later.
She secretly glanced at Zhao Sun.
The latter still crossed his arms over his chest and hunched his neck short.
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