Until the fifth day, the rain poured down.
The wind outside the window lifted the veil of the curtain, and looking through the French window of the living room, all I could see was a vast curtain of rain and falling foam.
The boy closed the glass door, his long fingers touched the cold glass surface, his lips pressed imperceptibly, and his long slender eyelids drooped slightly.
He picked up the white porcelain cup on the table, his fingers almost as white as the teacup, and his thin red lips gently pressed against the rim of the cup to create a hint of seduction.
He did not drink tea, tea dense mist rising, covering the black eyes, as if in a trance.
I do not know how long he was in a daze, until the doorbell rang, his long eyelids only slightly quivered, his lips pressed down the cup, and he walked toward the door.
With a subtle feeling, he opened the door, raised his eyes slightly -- and there were two people.
The boy's eyes were barely controlled, and he stared faintly at the two men's touching arms.
The girl, all wet, bowed her head and thanked Zhou Lin:
"Thank you for your umbrella."
"Nothing, nothing." Zhou Lin touched his head and smirked, "I'll give you this umbrella, don't get cold, and return it to me another day."
"Thank you." The girl thanked them again, looked up and smiled at them, and walked down the steps with an umbrella.
After seeing her figure disappear, Zhou Lin turned around, but found that his roommate also looked at the heavy rain, and did not stop: "Su God?" What are you looking at?"
Su Yanbai lowered her eyes and glanced at him.
Do not know why, from the sight of Su Dashen calm, Zhou Lin froze to see a little cool.
He asked carefully, "What's wrong, big God? Feeling down today? Who dares to mess with you..."
The delicate young man withdrew his eyes and smiled insouciantly on his white face, "No."
"..." Zhou Lin felt colder.
He carried a takeout box, walked into the villa behind Su Yanbai, rubbed his arms, "It's a little cold today, and the sister just wore thin, but I met my hero to save the beauty..." Hey, Su God, do you know, just talked to her a few words, she is also playing 'world'."
The hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, and the boy lowered his eyes without changing color, "Yes."
"Yes, I think we are destined," Zhou Lin became excited, "You know what, she is the seven cats that day!" Isn't that a coincidence? She's a girl, she's not bad looking..."
He laughed a few times, bumped Su Yanbai with his elbow, and leaned over to ask: "Do you say it is fate, will we develop..."
Wait for him to finish, the boy suddenly looked away, tone indifferent: "Don't eat takeout in my house."
Zhou Lin who was interrupted: "... Huh?"
Go slowly, no send-off." The beautiful eyes were cold under the lashes of a raven's feather. The boy pointed behind the door, "There is an umbrella."
"..."
Zhou Lin walked out of the villa dizzy, staring at the rain curtain for a while, picked up the mobile phone and dialed the phone:
"Second brother, didn't Su God just come back from abroad... Have we offended him recently?"
On the other side, after returning to the room, pick up the notebook on the table, slim white fingers gently hold the mouse, the boy's expression is calm without waves.
He was silent for a while, then clicked on the game icon, logged in to the familiar account, white fingers jumped on the black keyboard, and entered the search box.
Seven "meow".