When Qiao Muyuan arrived in the classroom, someone handed her a thermos cup. The cup was filled with freshly simmered autumn pear tea, which quenches thirst and nourishes the body, and has a fragrant fragrance.

The cup is very beautiful, brand new porcelain white.

"Who gave it to me?" she asked.

"A gentleman who looks elegant and decent, very tall, wearing a dark gray sweater, asked me to leave it to you, and kept politely saying thank you to me." The female classmate smiled and said, "Janna, could it be?"

Is your suitor? He's very elegant, like a university teacher."

"Thank you, he is a distant uncle of mine."

"Single? Then introduce him to me."

"His child is already three years old."

"Oh!" The female classmate was very disappointed. Sure enough, good-looking people all married young. "He is so good-looking, so the child must be very cute, right?"

"Hmm... very cute."

Qiao Muyuan took a sip of the autumn pear tea in the cup, and the sweet taste overflowed from his mouth. It was sweet but not greasy, retaining the purest taste of pears.

After two classes in the morning, the sky suddenly sank and light rain pattered on the banana leaves.

Qiao Muyuan didn't bring an umbrella and was hesitant about how to get to the library. The library was quite far from here.

"It's raining, come here." A man walked in front, his tall figure covered by a black umbrella. He walked slowly to Qiao Muyuan and then raised his head.

It's Ji Changmu.

"Mr. Ji, do you have nothing to do every day?"

"The school gave me a few months of sick leave." He stretched out his hand to her, his generous palm facing up, "Come down, where do you want to go?"

"Give me the umbrella and you keep it." She was also a little "shameless".

"Isn't this bad?"

"If it's not good, forget it." Qiao Muyuan turned around and left.

"Okay, come down and I'll give you the umbrella."

Qiao Muyuan was dubious and walked down the steps.

With a few drops of water on her little leather boots, she walked up to Ji Changmu.

She stretched out her hand to take his umbrella, but he grabbed her soft little hand before her and held it tightly.

The man held her with one hand and held the umbrella with the other. He leaned very close to her. He lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?"

"Ji Changmu!" She struggled to get rid of his hand, stood under the umbrella and raised her head slightly.

She was much shorter than him, and her eyes were sulky, but without any imposing force.

The petite and exquisite girl was held tightly by him, his palms were very warm, and her whole body was filled with the always cool fragrance of ebony, as well as a subtle smell of medicine.

For some reason, when she smelled the medicinal smell on his body, Qiao Muyuan didn't move anymore, and her eyes met his deep ones.

She saw her own image in his pupils, and outside the umbrella, there was a drizzle of rain.

"If you don't have anywhere to go, take me for a walk around the campus?" His voice was soft and he had no temper. "I'm not very familiar with this place. I took a wrong detour to your classroom this morning."

Seeing that Qiao Muyuan didn't speak or respond, he took her hand and stepped into the rain.

Qiao Muyuan followed him, walking under the umbrella.

He chose a small road. There was no one on the road, and the ground was full of fallen leaves. His shoes made a slight sound when he stepped on the leaves.

On the left was the wall, and they kept walking along this path.

"There are puddles ahead, be careful."

"Come closer to me."

Ji Changmu reminded her from time to time.

On the other hand, Qiao Muyuan, who always liked to chatter non-stop, remained silent throughout the whole process.
Chapter completed!