He didn't come every week. When he didn't come, she would probably realize that he was not in Chicago.

The majority of the time I didn’t show up.

This day, Friday evening.

After class, Ye Jiaqi hugged the book and took Xiaoguai to a nearby park to read.

Chicago is very beautiful in autumn, covered with gold and with many yellow leaves falling on the ground.

It was cool in the evening, so Ye Jiaqi wore a thick light purple knitted jacket.

When the wind blows, from time to time fallen leaves float on her shoulders, like butterflies, and slowly spin down.

In the park in the evening, the sunset reflects the sky, and the horizon is dyed with a layer of orange, which is attractive and beautiful.

The setting sun is pressing down on the ground, and the ground is covered with dead leaves.

Ye Jiaqi sat down on the bench and read quietly.

The pace here is very slow, and you can see old people and children walking from time to time.

Sometimes leaves would fall on her books.

The little boy sat quietly beside her, sometimes playing by himself, sometimes sleeping on his stomach.

Maybe it was because the temperature was too comfortable, but after watching it for a while, Ye Jiaqi's eyelids started to twitch.

In the midst of drowsiness, sleepiness comes over me.

I don't know when it will rain.

At first it was just a drizzle of rain, falling bit by bit on the leaves, crackling.

Ye Jiaqi held his head and dreamed.

Xiaoguai looked up and saw that it was raining. He quickly jumped into Ye Jiaqi's arms and got into her coat.

It rained for a long time.

Ye Jiaqi was so tired that it took a long time for his little head to move and he woke up.

Looking around, hey, is it raining?

The ground was already wet, the street lights were on, and the sun had set.

oops.

She was confused and quickly put the books in her hands into her backpack.

As soon as she moved, the little boy woke up too, and a little head popped out of her clothes.

Eh, that's not right.

Why aren't her clothes wet?

Ye Jiaqi suddenly looked up and found a man standing next to him.

His sharp-knuckled fingers held a large black umbrella. He had a handsome face with sharp edges, deep eyebrows and a high bridge of nose.

It's clearly the most familiar look.

"When did you come?" Ye Jiaqi paused while packing his things, feeling a little embarrassed.

Josnian said calmly: "It's been a while."

The umbrella covered her body without any bias, and not a drop of rain hit her.

On his side, there were traces of moisture on his clothes on his shoulders.

He is not wearing a suit today, but is wearing a casual gray windbreaker. He has a tall and straight figure and handsome eyebrows.

Under the drizzle, he lost his coldness and became more peaceful and elegant.

Xiaoguai recognized Josnian and called him "meow meow meow" several times, feeling very happy.

The little guy no longer remembers Ye Jiaqi telling it that Josnian was a "liar". It only remembers that this man was really good-looking.

As long as it looks good, it doesn’t matter if he is a liar or not.

Ye Jiaqi saw that not a drop of rain had fallen on her body at all. She lowered her head and put all the books into her backpack.

It's been a while since we last met.

It seemed that he had forgotten everything.

She estimated that he would never mention such an embarrassing scene even if he thought about it. It was simply a dark history.

"Thank you." Ye Jiaqi jumped down from the bench and stood in front of him.

His eyebrows were clear, and her smile was sweet.

Under the big umbrella, his eyes kept falling on her face.

When the wind blew, the dead leaves flew around and blew her hair.
Chapter completed!