Since the person she was supposed to meet wasn’t here yet, how was she supposed to order it?
Shi Yao apologetically told the waiter to wait for a moment before logging into the game and sending a few more messages to [ desolate year ] .
After waiting for around ten minutes, she still didn’t receive any reply.
The waiter came to urge her again.
Shi Yao glanced at her phone and saw that other than her message, there was still no message from [ desolate year ] on the game chat page.
AM I… Being stood up?
Year of desolation… is he playing with me on purpose?
Anyone who had to wait here for more than an hour would probably feel a little unhappy, and Shi Yao was no exception. Facing the waiter’s urging, she pursed her lips, took her things, and stood up.
Even though she was already very hungry and really wanted to eat hotpot, it was already past 8:40 pm. Furthermore, she had already promised Lin jiage that she would return earlier..
With this thought in mind, Shi Yao apologized a few more times to the waiter before leaving the room.
Walking to the entrance of the Hotpot restaurant, Shi Yao realized that it had started raining heavily outside.
This street was a pedestrian street, so there wouldn’t be any taxis coming in. Even if she were to call for a taxi, she would have to walk to the side of the main road three hundred meters away before she could board the car.
With such heavy rain, not to mention three hundred meters, even if it was three meters, she would probably be drenched from head to toe..
But it was getting late, and there was no telling when the rain would stop. She couldn’t just sit here and wait, could she?
Shi Yao was conflicted for a moment, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and decided to brave the rain and run to the roadside to find a shelter to hail a cab.
But just as she was about to dash into the rain, someone called out her name from behind, “Shi Yao?”
Shi Yao hurriedly stopped in her tracks and turned around.
Han Jing, who was dressed in black, walked out with a few of his classmates. It was as if he had just finished eating hotpot.
Thinking about it, it seemed like ever since the incident on the forum, when he told Han Jing to stop interacting with her in the future, they had stopped interacting with each other.
Han Jing was still as gentle and gentle as before. He didn’t feel the slightest bit of anger or embarrassment from Shi Yao’s merciless rejection of him in the past. “Shi Yao, you’re here to eat hotpot too?”
I came here to eat hotpot, but I didn’t get to eat hotpot at all..
Shi Yao silently felt wronged for a moment before replying to Han Jing, “Un.”
Han Jing glanced at the torrential rain outside and asked, “Are you going back to school?”
Actually, that wasn’t the case… but she couldn’t tell him that she was going to Lin Jiage’s house, right?
Shi Yao could only reply with an ‘un’.
Han Jing lowered his head to look at Shi Yao’s hand, which was holding a bag, and he asked, “You don’t have an umbrella with you? That’s perfect. I’ll send you back to school then, right?”
As he spoke, Han Jing took out a black umbrella from his backpack.
Shi Yao hurriedly rejected him, “Senior Han, no…”
Before Shi Yao could finish her sentence, Han Jing interrupted her, “Shi Yao, it’s only right for us to help each other out…”
For a moment, Shi Yao was at a loss for words.
However, it would only take ten minutes from here to school. She could head back to her dormitory room to grab an umbrella before heading back to Lin Jiage’s place..
After some thought, Shi Yao finally replied, “Sure.”
Han Jing replied with a smile, “You’re welcome.”After which, he opened his umbrella and waited for Shi Yao to enter before heading back to school with her.
The rain was heavy, and the road wasn’t easy to walk on. Thus, the two of them didn’t notice that a girl was standing at the entrance of a noodle shop not too far away. She was holding her phone and recording the scene.
– a small theater –
GE Jialin said, “I’m unhappy, and I want to rebel. Why is the girl I like so popular, but the male leads in the past have never been like this before?”?
“Touch My Head,”readers said. “Who asked you to be so mean?”?
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