It has been sunny for a few days, but it rained again last night, and the sheets that the janitor forgot to collect were also soaked.

It's already the end of March, and the temperature has dropped a lot since it rained. The whole southern Jiangsu seems to be hazy in the mist and rain.

The little kitten who has just found a new home is still a long way from becoming a big lazy cat. She is very diligent every year. She wakes up early in the morning and sits at the door of the balcony to watch the rain. The potted plants are all wet from the rain, and the leaves are pointed.

Occasionally a drop of water will fall.

The kitten stared at the water droplets. This scene seemed to be in slow motion in its eyes. The water droplets hit the edge of the flower pot, broke into more water droplets, and disappeared into the soil.

"Every year."

"Meow?"

"It's time for breakfast."

"Meow~"

After Song Jiamu finished washing, he took out the cat food and poured a bowl of cat food for Nian Nian, and then went to scoop out a bowl of water from the fish tank. Nian Nian liked to drink the water in the fish tank.

"It's raining. Remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."

"knew."

"Don't keep bringing umbrellas over and forgetting to bring them back. Even the umbrella seller at home can't stand your waste!"

"...Eh? Isn't this the umbrella I lost last time? It's back by itself?!"

Song Jiamu picked up the dark blue folding umbrella next to the cabinet. Could it be that this umbrella also has the function of "never being lost"? He clearly remembered that it was left in the classroom that day, but when he went to get it the next day, the umbrella was gone.

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Li Yuan rolled her eyes at him angrily, and couldn't help but pinch him: "I'm sorry to say that! Think about it for yourself, how many times has Qianqian helped you get back the umbrella you missed?"

"Hiss...it hurts!"

"I don't care if I don't hurt you!"

Song Jiamu was speechless, thinking that he was made of plasticine, so why did these two women like to pinch him so much.

Picking up the folding umbrella on the cabinet, each dark blue umbrella leaf was neatly combed and arranged at beautiful intervals.

If he usually uses an umbrella, he can just tie it up randomly after using it.

Now the umbrella was folded so neatly that for a while he was reluctant to open it and use it.

"I am leaving."

"Meow."

Song Jiamu packed up his things, opened the door, and his eyes naturally fell on the door opposite.

The closing speed slowed down, and he stood at the door to sort out the clothes that did not need to be sorted, and then opened his schoolbag to look at the things he had not forgotten. His eyes glanced at the opposite door from time to time, imagining that someone would open the door at the same time.

It's a pity that after such a pretentious wait, the door opposite didn't open. Yun Shuqian must have already arrived at school.

It's not possible to meet every time, but it was indeed the only time he deliberately wanted to meet, but unfortunately he didn't.

After going downstairs, he opened his umbrella and walked into the drizzle.

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Arriving at the classroom, Song Jiamu came in from the back door. Umbrellas were hung by the windows outside the corridor. The place was lined with colorful umbrellas.

After entering the classroom, the air was much warmer, and the classmates were chatting before class started.

He glanced leisurely towards the front row and accurately captured the girl's figure.

The weather was getting colder, so Yun Shuqian wore an extra sweater. Only a few small fingers holding a pen were exposed from the sleeves. Her fair neck was hidden in the collar of the sweater. If she put her hand in, it would definitely be very warm.

She held a pen in one hand, tilting her head to talk to Yuan Caiyi beside her. The two of them didn't know what to talk about, and they seemed to be having a great time chatting. Occasionally, she would show some girlish shyness.

Seemingly feeling something, Yun Shuqian turned around and met his eyes.

From such a distance, he definitely couldn't hear her voice, but her voice seemed to appear clearly in Song Jiamu's mind, and she just said one word: "Humph!"

Song Jiamu didn't make any sound, but his chin and gaze tilted to the ceiling, so Yun Shuqian was like him. When his voice appeared in his mind, he just said one word: "Cut."

Song Yun once again stated that this is not a tacit understanding, but that the person who knows you best is your enemy.

Well, no matter what, although each of them was a little unconvinced, it was obvious that they were in a low mood because of the cloudy and rainy morning. The moment they saw each other, the sun came out.

"Jiamu, there's a place for you here!" Zhang Sheng greeted him.

Song Jiamu walked over and sat down next to him. This position had a good view, and he could see the profiles of most of the girls in front of him. Today, two classes were in class together, and Zhang Sheng was good at choosing seats.

He was not interested in looking at the girl. After sitting down, he looked a little tired and rubbed his eyes.

"What's wrong? Were you over-rewarded last night?"

"How can I reward you every day? I'm thinking about major events in life."

"...Have you just finished the rewards this morning? Have you started thinking about major life events?"

"Roll."

Song Jiamu really didn't sleep well. He had been sorting out his relationship with Yun Shuqian last night.

The relationship between childhood sweethearts is indeed enviable. They grew up together and know each other well. Their parents are familiar with each other, so they don’t have to worry about their future father-in-law and mother-in-law. There is a kind of tacit understanding that no one else can match. You can tell what the other person is thinking with just one look.

, the two of them have seen each other at their craziest, ugliest, and truest looks, with overlapping friend circles, transparent social interactions, and countless benefits.

But the most important thing is that precisely because of this familiarity, it masks a certain feeling. Over time, the chances of becoming 'good brothers' or drifting apart are much higher than that of 'lovers'.

Now Song Jiamu encountered this headache problem. He was combing through it as if peeling off cocoons, wanting to know what his truest feelings for Yun Shuqian were.

"Hey, hey."

Zhang Sheng waved his hand in front of his eyes annoyingly.

"what?"

"Aren't you a sage? Why do you keep staring at the girl in front of you? Let me guess who you are looking at..."

Zhang Sheng looked in the direction of his gaze and counted the girls in that direction.

"Yuan Caiyi? She is quite beautiful and has a good figure, but she doesn't seem to be your type..."

"Yu Han? She's pretty, and she knows how to dress and put on makeup, but her reputation doesn't seem to be that good..."

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"Monitor? Hehe."

Zhang Sheng listed several girls, but they were all rejected for him. Until he picked Yun Shuqian, he looked sure and said with a smile: "Is it her? She is really beautiful, and she looks very similar to you."

take."

This time Song Jiamu was not in a hurry to refute, and asked curiously: "Why do you think they match each other so well?"

"It feels like that couple. Just by looking at them, they seem to match each other very well. They are very close to each other and so on. After being together for a long time, others will think that they match each other very well."

"Then we have to exchange saliva every day until our genes are changed, right?"

Song Jiamu felt that it was outrageous. He didn't eat her saliva every day, but this was not the first time. There were often classmates gossiping about whether they were a couple. When he was a child, he would feel very embarrassed, but now he is not as sensitive as before.

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Song Jiamu thought for a while and asked him again: "Zhang Sheng, how can you tell if a girl likes you?"

"Well, based on my years of experience reading dog food articles, it is not easy to judge whether others like you or not. If you are not careful, you will have misunderstandings in life."

"...Is there a more accurate way?"

"Just pick her up. If she is interested in you, she will definitely cooperate with you, or she will take the initiative to create opportunities for you."

Song Jiamu put his fist to his mouth and fell into thinking.

At present, he can't figure out his own feelings, nor can he figure out Yun Shuqian's feelings, so what should he do...

It wasn't until the bell rang that Song Jiamu realized it.

What do you want to do next?

Yun Shuqian and he are still sworn enemies. Shouldn't the first step be to reconcile? Restore the relationship that was the best in the world back then, and then work together slowly. Otherwise, they will quarrel as soon as they meet, and the gods will not know who the other party is.

What do you think?

Yes, find a way to reconcile with her first...

But this first step seems not to be easy...

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