Article 11

  On the desk, there was a lunch box with white rice and green cucumber. She thought it looked like a beautiful painting and didn't want to touch it. It wasn't that she hadn't had such thoughts before - if she really had a boyfriend like this, wouldn't it be pretty good?

  When this idea popped up, it also startled her. It seemed like there was a voice in her heart saying how could this person be possible? But she became more and more unable to control herself, listening to his ideas and being dominated by him. However, she had always been someone who was easily controlled anyway.

  She let out a sigh and decided not to think about it anymore, opening her computer to finish the afternoon's work. Lifting her head from the report, she saw that the wall clock had already passed 3:30. Suddenly remembering their appointment, she quickly jumped up to check her phone, but there were no calls or messages from him. Not having time to change clothes, while waiting for the elevator, she noticed dark clouds gathering outside the window, as if a thunderstorm was coming.

  Summer thunderstorms are too common, she always carries a folding umbrella in her bag that can block the sun and also shelter from the rain. She is a girl who knows how to take care of herself.

  Going downstairs, she didn't see his figure, and after going around the lobby for a while, he still hadn't arrived. He couldn't wait and left first. She hesitated whether to go over or just go back and add another class.

  He was suddenly standing in front of her, and she almost bumped into his arms. She clenched her fists and punched him once. He held her hand and smiled: "You're late yourself, do you blame me?" She remembered an important plot and asked him: "Have you been here all along?"

  He liked to see her serious expression, so he pretended to think and said: "It seems that I arrived on time at three o'clock." She thought she was in trouble now, the hasty look for him just now had fallen into his eyes.

  At this time, the rain came down with a loud noise without any prelude or warning. He quickly pulled her to the front of the company's entrance hall where there was an awning. The rain still got her clothes wet a little bit. After stopping, the two people couldn't help but look at each other and burst out laughing.

  He suddenly put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Be my girlfriend?" The moment he hugged her, she surprisingly didn't feel disgusted, but still shook him off, pretending to be angry and saying, "If you have something to say, just say it, don't use your hands or feet."

  He leaned over to look at her face and said, "Don't be angry again, don't cry, I'm most afraid of girls crying." She saw his playful smile and thought to herself, "Oh, it's just a joke, such a boy must have said that to many people," so she didn't take it to heart. She gave him a white eye and said, "It's not that easy to get angry."

  He even came over to say, "You look great when you're angry." She was fed up with him and took out a folding umbrella from her bag, swinging it in front of him before opening it and walking into the rain. He looked stunned for a moment, then laughed and chased after her. Grabbing her arm, he said in a childish voice, "Moonlight sister, let me hold the umbrella too! Give me a turn!"

  She suppressed her smile and continued walking forward, he followed behind. Passersby kept turning their heads, some discussing: "The young couple is having a lover's quarrel." She overheard and blushed again, turned around to see him already drenched. Just as she looked at him, he actually let out a big sneeze. This time she was really worried, quickly moving the umbrella to his head. He chuckled with a pleased expression.

  She told him, "Go back and change your clothes, or you'll really get sick." He stubbornly said, "It's not that easy to get sick, my body is fine." She heard him imitating her tone and gave him a white eye. He let out a big sneeze and covered his mouth with a slightly embarrassed expression. She pulled his arm across the street, and he didn't insist anymore, knowing that under this small umbrella, both of them would definitely get soaked. In fact, they were already wet now. She didn't notice her white shirt was sticking to her body, faintly revealing the light blue bra inside.

  He wrapped his arms around her from behind, she struggled a bit, and he whispered in her ear, "Your underwear is blue, do you want others to see it?" She blushed as he expected, no longer hiding, and leaned gently on his arm. At this moment, his eyes suddenly felt a little warm. In her heart, she was blaming the poor quality of her work uniform.

  She went back home and still didn't manage to get past him, so she went into the bathroom first to take a hot shower. She changed into her own dress, which was also made by her mother - a light blue, knee-length dress with a semi-circular collar adorned with small white butterflies on a dark blue background. There were no other embellishments, but it was inexplicably elegant and comfortable. When she appeared in front of him like this, her face flushed from the hot shower, her hair wet and straight on her shoulders, he stared blankly at her.

  Look at his silly appearance, she blushed and urged him: "Hurry up and change your clothes, be careful not to catch a cold." He recovered with a playful smile: "If I get sick, you must take care of me." She said with a straight face: "Why should I take care of you?" After finishing speaking, she regretted saying such frivolous words, this was simply the tone of a woman who wanted to be in charge.

  He was indeed overjoyed and shouted loudly: "You are my girlfriend! Earlier when I asked you at the bottom of your company building, you had already acknowledged that your boyfriend was ill. How could you not care? Is it?"

  "Nonsense." She stomped her foot in anxiety, but he quickly grabbed his clothes and slipped into the bathroom. She heard him let out two more sneezes inside and couldn't help but laugh, bending over at the waist. When she straightened up again, she was a bit puzzled. It seemed like she had been laughing a lot recently. Xiaohuang also said so: "Ruxue, you seem to be in a good mood lately."