She Came To My Concert

The battery of the phone was running low, Zhu Wenshu didn't dare to waste any more, turned off the screen, and looked up slowly.

A black commercial vehicle drove slowly, the speed getting slower and slower.

Until the end, stop in front of the public transportation platform.

At the empty bus station, on a rainy night, Zhu Wenshu had to be a little more vigilant. Countless scenes of girls in movies being caught on the road flashed through his mind.

She unconsciously sat up straight and gripped the phone tightly.

However, the next second, the automatic door opened.

The slanting wind and drizzle cut the line of sight blurred, the night was dim, and the car was lit with lights, making Ling Chen's silhouette extraordinarily clear.

But even so, Zhu Wenshu thought he was hallucinating.

Immediately, a black umbrella stretched out, and at the same time as the umbrella opened, the people in the car leaned over and got out of the car.

The scattered raindrops bloomed on the umbrella surface.

The picture in front of him seemed to be slowed down frame by frame. Zhu Wenshu saw the black umbrella raised up, making Chen walk towards her step by step in the dark night.

It was still in a black suit, but there were no bright follow-up lights above his head.

But the scene in front of him seemed to overlap with the photos he had just seen. Zhu Wenshu felt that the man in front of him made this bleak bus station brightly lit.

He stopped in front of Zhu Wenshu, lowered his head, saw her white dress soaked in rain, and then handed over the umbrella.

"Take it."

It wasn't until he spoke that Zhu Wenshu felt a sense of reality.

She stretched out her hand and brushed his knuckles with her slender fingertips. Before she could hold the umbrella handle tightly, the weight of the umbrella was already in her hand.

Zhu Wenshu blinked and raised his eyes for no reason.

The man in front of him lowered his head and unbuttoned his chest with his fingers.

He took off his suit jacket, held it with both hands, and wrapped his arms around her ears.

The autumn wind was mixed with the clear fragrance of his body, lingering at the tip of her nose.

In the next second, the coat with his body temperature gently covered her body.

Chapter 19

In the car, no one spoke.

Zhu Wenshu looked sideways at the car window, his eyes were out of focus, and he was watching the scene of the rapid retreat.

Until her attention slowly shifted to the raindrops—

Her heartbeat was as heavy as raindrops on glass.

The air conditioner was turned on in the compartment, and the warm air was blowing in from all directions, softly and silently.

Zhu Wenshu was wearing Ling Chen's coat, and sat next to him. After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head and asked in a daze: "...Why are you here?"

The distance between the two seats was half a meter, which added a bit of alienation to his voice, unlike the few steps to get into the car with an umbrella, even breathing is close at hand.

"Mr. Zhu." Ling Chen didn't seem to expect that Zhu Wenshu would ask such an obvious question. He turned his head and lowered his eyelids, "This is my way home."

"Oh……"

Zhu Wenshu lowered his eyes and nodded, "Huh?"

"Ah for what."

Ling Chen said, "I saw it."

I saw it.

Zhu Wenshu glanced out of the car window. The fine rainwater woven into a net covered the faint light of the street lamps, and the flashing pedestrians were like blurred fragments of light and shadow.

Can you see this too?

She tilted her body again, and looked at Ling Chen's car window from the corner of her eye.

"I mean--"

Ling Chen raised his hand to block her unknowingly turning head, and slowly pushed her back to her seat, "I've found your circle of friends."

"……Oh."

Zhu Wenshu sat up straight, gathered his clothes, and muttered, "I thought your eyes were really brilliant."

She sank back into the car seat and stopped talking.

The car was about to reach the intersection, the driver hesitated when choosing a lane, finally stopped in the straight lane, and looked back at the man who was looking out the window.

Ling Chen felt the driver's eyes, and he stared at him for a moment, then turned his head to look at the person next to him.

"Mr. Zhu, don't tell the driver your home address again."

Ling Chen's voice sounded again suddenly, Zhu Wenshu was startled, and turned to look at him in a daze.

He raised his eyes, and his eyes met under the light, "You can only go home with me."

"..."

As if waking up from a dream, Zhu Wenshu immediately said, "Chenguangyuan Phase I, Guanghua Road."

The driver turned on the navigation, glanced at the route, and was a little speechless.

The two of them didn't talk much after they got in the car, and they finally opened their mouths.

It seems that they are all wandering.

After the car made a U-turn at the intersection ahead, it entered a road section that Zhu Wenshu was familiar with.

The air conditioner made her feel soft all over. She wanted to lean against the car window and lower her head, but she could smell Ling Chen's clothes again.

Although Zhu Wenshu is not a person who talks a lot, she is not used to being silent in a closed space with people.

Besides, the person sitting next to her was no stranger.

But tonight, whenever she thinks of a topic and plans to speak, the air flow in the car is too slow, and the rain outside the window is too messy for her to speak.

All the way quietly without words.

The car was parked at the gate of the community, the door opened, and a drizzle of wind came in.

Zhu Wenshu pinched the collar of Ling Chen's coat, hesitating what to do.

The clothes were already stained with dirty water, so she had to return them to others without cleaning them up.

.

But if you wear it home directly, what if people don't want it.

"Then this clothes..."

Zhu Wenshu hesitated to speak.