The two started stomping on each other, no longer caring about taking shelter from the rain. All that remained was their competitive urge to win.
By the end, they were soaked through, transformed from drowned rats into beggars' chicken.
They spotted an enormous puddle at the same time and stomped into it, sending water splashing everywhere. Shi Jihan's foot slipped, and he flew straight at Zhou Jingcheng.
Zhou Jingcheng caught him on instinct and turned half a circle in the rain with his momentum.
Shi Zhongye, watching from afar, said, "Why are they dancing the waltz now?"
Xiao Yuan said, "They're probably using centrifugal force to dry themselves off."
After the rabbit ears on Shi Jihan's hat swung up in a graceful arc, someone caught them and smoothed them behind his head. He lay against Zhou Jingcheng's chest and blinked. "Weren't we kind of beautiful just now?"
"Maybe." Zhou Jingcheng said, "Don't you think you've gotten taller?"
Shi Jihan's eyes lit up. "Really? Did drinking more milk work?"
"No." Zhou Jingcheng said flatly, "It's because you're standing on my feet right now."
It hurt.
But he still had to manage his expression.
Zhou Jingcheng smiled bravely.
The two returned to the little courtyard dripping wet. Only after they took hot showers did the rain finally stop.
When Zhou Jingcheng came out of the bathroom, he was about to take his clothes to the communal laundry room to wash when he opened the door and ran into Shi Jihan, who was trying to flee. "...What are you doing?"
His gaze dropped to the gift bag by the door. He picked it up and asked Shi Jihan, who was guiltily staring at the sky, "A gift for me?"
Unable to withstand the questioning in his eyes, Shi Jihan spoke at top speed.