Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 81 Waiting for the rain to stop

The first rain in golden autumn did not come suddenly.

It was drizzling, but the sky was terrifyingly gloomy.

The monthly exam is over, and most of the students in the class have already packed up. They are just waiting for the bell to ring before rushing out of school and taking the bus home.

But the sudden rain obviously disrupted their plans.

They had no choice but to gather around the window in groups of three or four, or in the corridor outside, leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance.

"It's raining……"

Li Qingyue was standing next to the window. She leaned one hand on the window sill, looking at the falling raindrops and muttering to herself.

"Where are you going to sit next?"

Suddenly, she heard a question from the side. She turned her head and found someone was concentrating on painting.

I hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything.

"I'm asking you, which bus should you take?"

The boy's lips were a little thin. Li Qingyue saw them move and finally confirmed that he was really asking her.

"Dad will come to pick you up."

She responded quietly.

"It's raining, and you're still here to pick me up?"

"It doesn't matter. It has four wheels anyway, so it won't get wet."

Chen An paused while sketching and looked at her.

It is rare to find people owning cars these days, but when you think about the wealthy woman Li Qingyue, it seems reasonable.

"But the section from the teaching building to the school gate still has to get wet in the rain..."

Li Qingyue turned her head and continued looking out the window.

She reached out and pushed the window open, not very far, just a little bit.

Soon, raindrops mixed with a fresh scent came in.

"It's the falling rain."

For some reason, she, who usually doesn't talk much, has been speaking actively today.

Although the voice was very low, it sounded more like he was talking to himself.

Piaopiaoyu is the dialect in Qing City, which means rain falling at an angle.

This kind of rain is very annoying. Even if you hold an umbrella normally, it will always come in from the sides and soak your lower body.

"Do you like rain?"

Chen An continued with his previous actions, drawing and chatting with her.

This was another discovery he made after his rebirth, following his 'innate supernatural powers'.

Dual-purpose.

Of course, it’s not as magical as described in the movies. It’s just a very ordinary talent.

Some people should be able to master it after training.

The simplest way is to draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other.

"Like...rain?"

Li Qingyue shook her head first, then looked at Chen An and nodded slightly.

In short, he looks very conflicted.

She thought about it, sat back in her seat, and leaned slightly towards Chen An.

The boy continued to wave his pencil and ignored her.

Li Qingyue couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

For her, being able to peek like this was a very happy thing.

Her gaze passed over the boy's profile, his slender white knuckles, and finally fell on the white paper.

He paints very casually, simply to kill time, and he doesn't paint every day, maybe once every two or three days.

Sometimes he draws objects, sometimes he describes scenery, but what Li Qingyue has seen the most are actually people.

All kinds of women.

"As for drawing, of course I can draw whatever I want...So for my own physical and mental pleasure, what's wrong with me drawing some 2D beautiful girls?"

Thinking of the young man's confident answer once, Li Qingyue blushed slightly.

The crumpled painting is still in her bedroom.

She thought that if she took it off secretly, the other party would find out sooner or later.

However, it turned out that she was just overthinking it. Chen An didn't care at all. He had drawn so many paintings casually. He would draw whatever he saw or thought of that day.

After the drawing is completed, it is usually destroyed on the spot, crumpled up and stuffed into the desk.

When the pile is almost full, take them all to the trash can and throw them away. "I'm afraid this rain won't stop for a while."

Chen An said this and stopped writing.

Li Qingyue took the opportunity to take a sneak peek.

What he painted today was, as usual, a young girl.

It's just that the eyebrows and features have changed slightly from what I saw before.

She should be more dignified and pretty, holding a book without a name on it, sitting on a swing woven from vines, swaying back and forth.

Of course the painting couldn't move, and the swaying was just Li Qingyue's illusion.

In other words, Chen An is very skilled in painting women. Their lively and vivid looks are as if he has seen them in person.

Li Qingyue looked at the painting and inexplicably felt that it looked familiar. She seemed to have seen a very similar one before.

It’s just that their attire and temperament are completely different.

One is a dress that was only outlined with pencil, and the other is a colored princess dress.

Especially gorgeous.

Various decorations and headbands are stacked together without being messy, but just right, making people feel that it must be very expensive and beautiful.

That is also the only one with color among all the sketches.

Li Qingyue was daydreaming when she heard the young man speak again.

"Come on, I'll take you to the school gate."

The girl heard it and subconsciously looked out the window.

The rain outside was still falling, even heavier than before.

Neither of them had an umbrella, otherwise they wouldn't have to sit in the classroom all the time.

So, how should he send it?
Chen An answered her with action.

The boy stood up and went to the next table, which was another group's table.

There, a boy was waving a black umbrella in his hand excitedly, looking at his deskmate with a beaming face.

"Hey, what's the matter? Am I the only one carrying an umbrella?"

"You bunch of weaklings!"

In fact, quite a few people bring umbrellas, after all, they have to stay in school for a whole month.

But most of them were like Li Qingyue. Seeing that the weather was good this morning, they just threw it in the dormitory.

Pei Yang was feeling proud when he suddenly noticed a dark shadow approaching.

He was not short, but the shadow was taller, so he could only raise his head slightly.

"Mr. Chen..."

Pei Yang's expression froze as he looked at the young man. He supported himself on the desk with one hand, leaned back tactically, and uttered two words with some difficulty.

I swallowed my saliva as well.

Thinking about the rumors about this bully, he suddenly thought of something and handed over the umbrella very sincerely and tactfully.

Chen An was stunned, took it, then took out a bill from his pocket and put it back in Pei Yang's hand.

It’s not red, just a twenty.

But in these days, twenty yuan is definitely a huge sum of money for a junior high school student.

Pei Yang was originally going to refuse... Who would dare to take this guy's money?

But my mouth is faster than my brain.

"Really? Godfather?"

The hand holding the ticket was shaking slightly.

Chen An nodded and said, "I'll lend you my umbrella for a while, and I'll return it to you later."

He thought of sending Li Qingyue out first and then returning her to Pei Yang.

However, Pei Yang seemed to have misunderstood what he meant. The young man was so excited that he took the money and ran outside. He didn't care about the heavy rain outside and took off his coat and put it on his head.

As he ran, he shouted, "Father, it's up to you. You don't have to pay it back, you don't have to pay it back!"

Are you kidding? Twenty dollars is enough for him to buy several guns!
What can you do with this money? Isn't it better than a broken umbrella?

Chen An looked at his back, found it a little funny, and turned back.

"Shall we go now, or wait a little longer?"

Hearing the question, the girl was stunned. She looked around and saw that many people were looking at her. She felt inexplicably nervous and a look of hesitation flashed across her face.

"Or... wait a minute."

She quietly refused.

(End of this chapter)