Ethan Ying was in good health and had a strong internal energy. Even through a thin layer of sweater, Ryan Jing could still feel the heat from his body, surrounding him with warmth.
The playground was noisy with voices everywhere, the drizzle was still falling intermittently, and students were coming and going, laughing, playing, or walking in a hurry.
Ethan Ying held him with one hand and held an umbrella with the other, and the small space under the umbrella was protected from wind and rain.
Ryan Jing was stunned for a few seconds before he gently reached out and pushed Ethan Ying away: "Are you still going to leave?"
"Let's go." Ethan Ying pulled him back again. Fearing that he would get really angry and run outside to get wet, he didn't dare tease him anymore. He said in a high-sounding manner, "I'm worried that you'll be cold."
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