Although under the protection of the umbrella, Cheng Zhi was not exposed to much rain.
But before Song Baiyi came to him with an umbrella, most of his body was already wet by the rain.
So when Cheng Zhi felt the cold air in the car, he shivered unconsciously.
And a moment later, Song Baiyi noticed in time that something was wrong with Cheng Zhi's body.
So when Song Baiyi put away the umbrella, he didn't bother to care about the rain dripping from the umbrella, which would dirty the expensive leather seats and carpets in the car.
Without thinking, he threw the umbrella at his feet and reached out to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.
Because the rain came suddenly, the driver was not prepared.
As a result, the driver is now trapped in a nearby store to avoid the rain and is unable to drive the car back to the training camp.
Song Baiyi was not too lazy to drive, but he had not rested well since yesterday. The heavy rain and fatigue driving made the probability of traffic accidents soar.
But before Song Baiyi brought Cheng Zhi home, he planned to go to the end of his life with him.
So Cheng Zhi and Song Baiyi could only be trapped in the car, waiting for the rain to stop.
After Song Baiyi adjusted the air-conditioning temperature to a suitable level, he skillfully took out two towels from the car.
Then he took one of the towels and moved closer to Cheng Zhi.
Cheng Zhi, who was just immersed in Song Baiyi's promise to elope with him, is still in a daze and hasn't recovered yet.
After feeling Song Baiyi approaching him, Cheng Zhi hummed.
Then she moved towards him obediently.
Song Baiyi lowered his eyes, put the towel on Cheng Zhi's head, and then gently wiped his hair that had just been wet by the rain.
While wiping it, he apologized to Cheng Zhi in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, I was late just now. I should have realized that it was going to rain earlier and asked you to finish earlier and take shelter from the rain, otherwise you wouldn't have been so wet..."
Cheng Zhi lowered his head, still allowing Song Baiyi to work on his hair through the towel.
In my ears, I could still hear Song Baiyi apologizing to me.
His gaze moved slightly upwards and then fell on Song Baiyi's shoulder, which was wet by the rain.
The next second, Cheng Zhi pursed his lips, picked up another towel that Song Baiyi had just taken out, and covered his shoulders that were wet by the rain.
"Teacher Song, you don't have to apologize to me... I think you came to pick me up just in time."
"I'm only a little wet, my hair will dry quickly, so don't worry about me."
After saying that, Cheng Zhi used a towel to wipe the large piece of cloth on Song Baiyi's shoulder that was wet by the rain.
Although the umbrella was quite big, it was almost impossible for the two of them to walk normally in the heavy rain without getting wet.
But when Cheng Zhi was under the umbrella, he didn't feel any wind or rain hitting him at all.
At first he thought that Song Baiyi's umbrella-holding skills were superb.
It was only after seeing that half of Song Baiyi's shoulder was wet that Cheng Zhi realized it.
Just now, Song Baiyi sacrificed his own space under the umbrella and tilted most of the umbrella towards himself.
Song Baiyi has not been getting enough sleep recently, and his resistance has probably dropped a lot, but he would rather get wet in the rain than let him get windy...
After realizing this, Cheng Zhi's eyelashes trembled, and his heart was deeply moved by Song Baiyi.
Cheng Zhi was about to express his gratitude to Song Baiyi, then he felt his nose itchy.
The next second, Cheng Zhi couldn't help but sneeze.
At the same time, he shivered in Song Baiyi's arms.
Song Baiyi, who Cheng Zhi was worried about having a reduced resistance and had been caught in the rain, was fine at the moment and skillfully hugged Cheng Zhi in his arms.
"cold?"
"Not bad." After saying that, Cheng Zhi shrank towards the heat source next to him, shortening the distance between him and Song Baiyi.
Cheng Zhi had just been caught in a bit of rain, so his clothes got a little wet and stuck to his skin. Then, the cold air from the air conditioner took effect quickly.
So his hands and feet are a little cold now, and the little sneeze and the cold war that he couldn't hold back just now are both signs that he is about to catch a cold.
Song Baiyi soon felt the slight coolness on Cheng Zhi's clothes.
He frowned slightly, then said to Cheng Zhi, "Can you change your clothes? Otherwise, you might catch a cold from the air conditioning."
Cheng Zhi buried his head in Song Baiyi's arms and hummed. He rubbed his nose and nodded obediently.
He then asked Song Baiyi, "You can change clothes now... but where can I get clothes to change in the car?"
Song Baiyi hummed, then gently rubbed Cheng Zhi's head with one hand, and then reached around to the platform connecting the back seat and the trunk of the car with the other hand, and took out a paper bag from it.
Then, as if performing magic, he took out a coat from the paper bag and stuffed it into Cheng Zhi's hand.
Cheng Zhi was stunned for a moment when he looked at the coat that Song Baiyi had just stuffed into his hands.
Then he slowly asked Song Baiyi.
"Is there a magic bag in your car? Why is there everything in it?"
After hearing Cheng Zhi's lovely analogy, Song Baiyi silently curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled.
"No, my assistant sent this dress to the dry cleaners and put it in my car. I was supposed to take it home, but I was so busy recently that I forgot about it."
Then Song Baiyi looked up and down at Cheng Zhi's clothes.
There were not many places that were wet, and the water stains were light and small, so there was no need to change clothes.
But Song Baiyi still asked Cheng Zhi tentatively.
"If you don't mind, then change it?"
Song Baiyi turned around with his back to Cheng Zhi. He looked at the outline of Cheng Zhi's upper body reflected on the car window and asked cautiously.
"You won't cover my head with clothes this time?"
Cheng Zhi shook his head, raised his hand to pull up his clothes, revealing his beautiful and smooth waistline.
Then he spoke to Song Baiyi.
“I won’t cover it this time.”
"Because I believe that you, Teacher Song, will not peek."
After the last experience of changing clothes in the locker room, Cheng Zhi firmly believed that covering someone's head with clothes to prevent him from peeking was only a way to protect against a gentleman, not a villain.
But he believed that Song Baiyi had behaved so honestly before, so he would definitely not peek this time.
So Cheng Zhi only asked Song Baiyi to turn his head away this time. This way, he could take off his clothes behind Song Baiyi with peace of mind.
Cheng Zhi pulled his clothes higher and higher, exposing every part of his body from the waistline to the chest to the slightly cool air, which made him shiver.
All of Cheng Zhi's little movements and body reactions were seen by Song Baiyi without missing a single one.
This time I really didn't peek, because I was watching openly.
Because it seems like there's a fool who doesn't know that car windows reflect light.
Song Baiyi looked at Cheng Zhi's waistline, which was barely wide enough to be held in one hand, and the graceful and smooth lines from his chest, shoulders to his neck, which were clearly swaying in his sight, looking very ostentatious.
Song Baiyi took a deep breath, and in order to prevent himself from doing anything beyond his control to Cheng Zhi in the car, he silently closed his eyes.
Cheng Zhi, who was changing clothes, didn't notice Song Baiyi's rich inner thoughts at all.
After taking off his clothes, he put on the jacket Song Baiyi gave him and zipped it up as high as possible.
Song Baiyi's coat was too big, so Cheng Zhi had to roll up his sleeves twice to expose his fingers.
Cheng Zhi stretched half of his fingers out from the sleeves of his coat, then reached out and pulled the corner of Song Bai's clothes.
"Teacher Song, I'm done changing. Please turn around."
Then Song Baiyi responded and turned around, and saw Cheng Zhizheng shrinking in clothes that were two sizes larger than his own, which didn't fit him in any way.
But after he realized that Cheng Zhi was wearing his coat, Song Baiyi couldn't help but feel a little more pity and protectiveness in his heart.
The next second, Song Baiyi couldn't help but use his hands to help Cheng Zhi straighten out his messy collar, and then began to praise him.
“Very cute.”
Because Cheng Zhi was not wearing anything under his coat, and Song Baiyi's coat was baggy.
So when facing Song Baiyi's compliments, he suddenly felt as if he was facing Song Baiyi naked.
As he thought about this, a hint of red unknowingly spread from Cheng Zhi's ears to his neck.
After seeing Cheng Zhi's shy look, Song Baiyi stopped teasing him.
Instead, he chuckled and silently took the towel that had just been placed on the seat.
He then pulled Cheng Zhi into his arms and began to wipe his wet hair which had not been wiped clean yet.
The car's sound insulation is so good that even if there is a heavy rain outside, Cheng Zhi can't hear any noise outside.
And neither of the two people in the car spoke first to break the peace and beauty.
Song Baiyi was helping Cheng Zhi wipe his hair without saying a word, and Cheng Zhi was obediently burying his head in Song Baiyi's shoulder.
After a while, the phone notification tone of Song Baiyi's mobile phone suddenly sounded "Ding Dong~", breaking the silence in the car.
Then there were several more "ding dong" sounds, and Song Baiyi's hand on Cheng Zhi's head paused.
Cheng Zhi also silently raised his head from Song Baiyi's shoulder and asked, "Teacher Song, is someone looking for you?"
Song Baiyi hummed softly, then looked at the lit screen of his mobile phone.
The name "Lu Zhaozhao" was clearly displayed on it.
Song Baiyi felt his eyebrows twitch and hung up the phone without thinking.
Then, just the next second when Song Baiyi thought he would not call again, the phone that had just hung up rang again.
Lu Zhaozhao continued to fight, and the two of them went back and forth several times.
Cheng Zhi looked at Song Baiyi's actions and suddenly felt like laughing.
Then, before Cheng Zhi could curl the corners of his mouth.
Song Baiyi took the initiative and added Lu Zhaozhao to the phone contact blacklist a second before he called.
Then, Song Baiyi began to answer the question that Cheng Zhi had asked him before.
"Well, it's gone now."
Then Song Baiyi threw his cell phone aside and continued to help Cheng Zhi wipe his half-dry hair.
After noticing the movements of Song Baiyi's hands, Cheng Zhi curved his eyes and asked.
"Why didn't you answer the phone? What if your work was delayed?"
Song Baiyi thought that Lu Zhaozhao could not say anything serious, and then answered Cheng Zhi, "No, if there is work, it is usually other people who contact me, and it has nothing to do with Lu Zhaozhao."
Hearing Song Baiyi's denial, Cheng Zhi nodded thoughtfully, "That's good."
Then, the next second after Cheng Zhi finished speaking, Song Baiyi's phone message alert sounded again.
This time it came faster and faster than the last time, with a frequency as high as a ticking counter, and the ding-dong sound never stopped.
Song Baiyi took out his cell phone from the corner impatiently.
He was just about to turn off his broken phone, which was affecting him and Cheng Zhi, and now they finally had a chance to be alone together.
Then the next second, his action was stopped by Cheng Zhi.
"Teacher Song...someone is looking for you so urgently, it must be something very important, you should take a look."
Song Baiyi looked at his phone, then at Cheng Zhi, and couldn't bear to refuse.
He sighed and said yes to Cheng Zhi.
Then he opened his WeChat reluctantly.
The contact with the note "Lu Zhaozhao" sent ten voice messages in just one minute.
Song Baiyi looked at the ten languages and started to transcribe them without saying a word.
Then the next second, his hand slipped and the phone fell onto the carpet due to gravity.
The voice long press failed, and Lu Zhaozhao's voice came out through the speaker, echoing in the originally quiet back seat of the car.
"Song Baiyi, I really don't mean to scold you, but why did you just snatch my umbrella so openly?!"
The next voice message was played automatically, and Lu Zhaozhao's voice continued.
Song Baiyi subconsciously wanted to bend down and pick up the phone, but because he was holding Cheng Zhi in his arms, he had difficulty moving, so he could only reach for it slowly.
"Perhaps you have tasted the mixture of rain and tears? No, I guess you have no idea how bitter it tastes."
"You only know how sweet it will be when you take my umbrella and go pick up your child later..."
When they heard "your child", Song Baiyi and Cheng Zhi's bodies stiffened, and Song Baiyi stopped reaching for the phone.
Lu Zhaozhao was still asking questions on the phone, but Cheng Zhi could no longer listen. He just sat in Song Baiyi's arms, holding the corner of his clothes, without moving.
After a while, Cheng Zhi slowly asked Song Baiyi.
"Teacher Song, the child that Lu Zhaozhao just mentioned? Was he talking about me?"
Song Baiyi felt his temples jump, and he wanted to rush into his phone and punch Lu Zhaozhao right away.
He calmed his expression and hummed softly, "Yes, if you don't like it. I'll ask him not to call me that in the future."
In order to prevent Song Baiyi from seeing the expression on his face, Cheng Zhi lowered his head slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"No, it's cute. I like it. Let him keep calling me that."
Because Cheng Zhi felt that the modifier "your house" inexplicably had a sense of declaring sovereignty.
He likes it very much.
After hearing Cheng Zhichao's unexpected answer, Song Baiyi was stunned for a moment, then spoke lightly.
"Okay, then I won't change it."
Cheng Zhi leaned on Song Baiyi's shoulder and hummed softly.
Then Cheng Zhi suddenly wanted to continue this topic and ask Song Baiyi what their current relationship was.
So he thought for a moment and said, "Teacher Song."
Song Baiyi rubbed Cheng Zhi's head, "Huh? What's wrong?"
"That's right, I want to ask, are we now..."
The next second, the car door was opened from the outside, and the driver got in the car and apologized to them, interrupting Cheng Zhi's words.
"…fall in love."
The second half of the sentence was lost in the driver's voice, and Cheng Zhi was actually not sure whether Song Baiyi heard it.
And the next second, Song Baiyi's performance seemed to tell Cheng Zhi that he didn't hear clearly.
"What did you just say? Do you want to say it again?"
Cheng Zhi was stunned and felt a little at a loss for a moment.
The driver was still complaining about how heavy the rain was, which disrupted Cheng Zhi's plan to continue questioning.
He let go of Song Baiyi a little embarrassedly, then moved to the side and said, "It's okay... We can talk about it next time."
Song Baiyi raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not force Cheng Zhi to continue.
Just answered slowly.
"Okay, that's fine. You can talk about it when you find a suitable opportunity."
Cheng Zhi hummed softly, then rubbed his now slightly hot face, and leaned towards the car window on his side unnaturally.
The driver started the car, and the scenery rushing past outside the window did not make Cheng Zhi sober much more.
Cheng Zhi closed his eyes and reflected in his heart, thinking that he seemed to be a little too anxious just now.
Wait until... find a suitable opportunity to explain this matter to Song Baiyi.
Just thinking about this, Cheng Zhi, whose mind was not very clear to begin with, fell asleep leaning against the window in a daze.
Song Baiyi, who was sitting next to him, looked at Cheng Zhi's sleeping face with his eyes sideways.
My heart moved slightly, and suddenly an idea came to my mind.
In fact, he heard the second half of Cheng Zhi's sentence, and heard it clearly.
He didn't answer Cheng Zhi simply because he felt it was not the right time.
The next second, Song Baiyi gently embraced Cheng Zhi's head which was sleeping against the car window.
Before holding Cheng Zhi in his arms to sleep, Song Baiyi lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on Cheng Zhi's lips, which were slightly opening and closing with his breathing.
Song Baiyi didn't know how long he had been looking at him. Before his sanity collapsed, he gently kissed the small mole on the corner of Cheng Zhi's mouth.
Then, Song Baiyi spoke softly and answered the question that Cheng Zhi had just asked him.
"If you think so, then we are in love."
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The author has something to say:
Next time I will make sure Teacher Song kisses Cheng Zhi when he is awake.
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