Rose with Snow

It should be Huaixu himself.

Song Yingshi suppressed her eagerness and smiled lightly:

"Sleep for a while, I'll call you up for dinner later, and talk about Yi Gong."

When Huai Xu glanced at Song Ying, she did not refuse and entered the bathroom.

After a while, Rong Yi's voice came from outside:

"It's going to rain, close the window—Xiao Shi, Huaixu, are you there? Remember to close the window."

"understood."

After answering through the door, Song Yingshi walked to the window to take a look.

It's raining.

The sky in June changed as soon as it was said. It was cloudless just now, but now the clouds are rolling and the thunder is bursting.

After a while, the rainstorm fell sharply, and the pea-sized raindrops hit the glass windows with the wind.

And Huai Xu walked out of the bathroom at this time.

Song Yingshi heard the movement and looked back, Huaixu was no different from usual, but Song Yingshi felt that she was a little embarrassed at the moment.

Like a cat that just got wet, it ran into the eaves and stood.

Her eyes were bright, and she had nowhere to go but the instinct to hide from the rain kept her standing here.

Song Yingshi closed the window tightly to keep out the wind and rain. She put down her hand, approached Huaixu, and said softly:

"It's raining outside, do you want to sleep?"

The dark clouds turned the bright afternoon into night, and the dull light floated like a black veil on each other's faces.

In the shadows, Song Yingshi seemed to see that Huaixu's eyes like autumn water were telling her something.

Song Yingshi shook her head and heard Huaixu say:

"Song Yingshi, if I know where the key is, should I go get it?"