He Yue and Qiu Qing'an did not bring an umbrella, and the roadside where they got off the car was still a distance away from home. The two had to block their heads with their hands in vain. He Yue was pulled by Qiu Qing'an and ran in the rain with great strides.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, pouring down like a pour. The summer heat is gone, and it is replaced by a refreshing and cool feeling.

I crossed the road and turned into the alley. The ground was already wet. I stepped on my feet and splashed with water. The rain hit my face, and there was a little pain.

The vision became hazy, and the clothes were wet and pressed against their bodies. When the two rushed downstairs, they both breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and panted, facing each other's sights, and couldn't help laughing.

My hair was still dripping with water, sliding down my cheeks, looking embarrassed, but I was so happy.

Only in childhood can I enjoy the scene of running hand in hand with my friends in the rain.

When they grow up, these ordinary moments seem so precious.

In the small attic, a string of wet footprints were left on the wooden floor. Qiu Qing'an was searching for dry clothes in front of the closet, and He Yue sat on the ground and wiped his hair with a towel.

The rain behind me showed no sign of stopping, and it hit the windowsill hard, making a crisp sound, which seemed to be more violent than when they came.

The air turns completely cool, and the wind is filled with the moisture of rain. The sudden rain that comes in this sultry summer is more like a gift, which makes people feel refreshed.

Qiu Qing'an sat down beside her, He Yue gave him a towel, and the boy wiped his hair and asked her casually.

"Do you want to take a shower?"

"I want to eat watermelon."

Qiu Qingan stared at her helplessly for a few seconds, got up and went downstairs, and cut watermelon for her.

The fragrance of melons and fruits remained in the air. The clean watermelon peel was thrown into the wooden plate beside it. He Yue supported his hands on the floor with his hands, raised his face slightly, closed his eyes, and sighed with satisfaction.

"In summer, you need to be perfect with watermelon."

Qiu Qing'an wiped his hands clean and looked at her, but his eyes seemed to be burned in an instant, and he moved away slightly.

The girl's thin white shirt was wet and pressed against her body, like a second curve, and the traces of the underwear inside could be vaguely seen.

He Yue opened his eyes without hearing the answer, and Qiu Qing'an in front of him stared at the front, not knowing what he was looking at.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, her voice crisp and soft tone, as if there was a sweetness left in her mouth.

"Nothing." Qiu Qing'an put his eyes on her face, imitated her, supported his hands back, and relaxed his body.

The two looked at each other, the rain crackled in their ears, and their lips seemed to be stained with watermelon, red and moist.

The breathing was unconsciously relaxed, the air was a little strange, and the eyes gradually changed. I don’t know who started to get closer first, but in the picture, the two faces were closer, and slowly, they met together.

Finally kissed.

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