林薇盯着江寒的侧脸，手指无意识地揪着书包带子。伞很小，她明明离他很近，却感觉隔着一层看不见的薄膜。水顺着伞沿滴下来，砸在泥泞的路面上，溅起细小的水花。她没动，也没道谢。

“ umbrellas hard enough to cause an earthquake. " Jiang Han's voice was low, a little impatient. "Why are you making a scene?"

林薇倔脾气上来了，猛地抬头，眼睛像要喷火。“我这不是在看书吗？淋湿了可就……”后面的话她咽了回去，看着江寒紧抿的嘴角，心里那股委屈又涌了上来。

江寒站定，黑伞停在两人中间。“Then hold it properly." He pointed at her with his wrist, deliberately avoiding direct eye contact. The rain washed his hair down, highlighting the slightly darker roots. The air was cold, carrying the smell of rainwater and something else, something that made her chest tight.

林薇咬着下唇，不说话。她就是看不惯他那种故作姿态的样子，明明就是他先走的，现在倒好，好像是她故意惹事。

江寒叹了口气，声音里透着无奈。“Lin Wei, I didn't mean to ignore you just now." He stepped closer, the smell of his expensive cologne mixed with the damp air. "It's just... you make a fuss over nothing."

“哼，我看你是故意的！”林薇终于忍不住反驳，声音不大，却带着刺。她猛地站直身体，刘海被雨水打湿，贴在额头上。“我淋湿了书，你有没有心疼？