Chapter 829


    Due to the activity the night before, Winnie Truman didn''t get home until the early hours of the morning.


    When Winnie opened her eyes the next day, it was already noon.


    It was raining lightly outside the window, heralding the arrival of autumn.


    She stretched, took out her phone and checked the time, it was half past twelve.


    Saturday.


    There was no other message on the phone except for a fewter itineraries sent to her by the


    assistant.


    These days, whenever Channing had no ss at night, or had nothing else to do, he woulde to


    her.


    There was no message this Saturday.


    Winnie sat up slowly, looked at the chat box with Channing, and remembered that the call Ste and


    Sherry made to her yesterday.


    In fact, Channing had note to her for two or three days.


    It should be right after what they said happened.


    She got up to wash, and when she went to the cloakroom, she nced at the rows of skirts, and finally


    her eyes fell on the pink sweater.


    Perfect for this weather.


    Winnie put on her clothes, sat in front of the vanity mirror, put on a light makeup, and put on a high


    ponytail, looking instantly several years younger.


    She leaned closer to the mirror and made sure there were no fine lines at the corners of her eyes


    before she took out her phone and went out.


    The road was slippery on a rainy day, so she took a taxi instead of driving.


    Forty minutester, when the bus stopped at the school gate, Winnie got off the bus and dialed


    Channing''s number.


    The phone was only connected when it was about to end.


    Channing''s voice was low and hoarse, “Hello?”


    Winnie paused. “Are you... are you still sleeping?”


    “No.” There was a slight noise on the other end of the phone, and then his voice became clearer,


    “What''s wrong?”


    Winnie said, “Are you at school? I... just passed by the gate of your school. Would you like to have


    lunch together?”


    Channing was quiet for a few seconds before saying, “Yes, find a ce to sit and wait for me for a


    while.”


    Winnie thought it was something else he needed to do in his school, so she said, “Okay, I''ll wait for you


    here at the bus stop.”


    After hanging up the phone, Winnie stood there for a while before sitting on the bench.


    After a while, two girls with umbres came over. While waiting for the bus, they turned their heads to


    look at her several times, and then murmured to each other.


    It seemed that they recognized her, but because of her mask and wearing, they couldn’t be sure.


    Soon, the two of them came over and asked tentatively, “Hello, are you Winnie?”


    She kept a polite smile. “Do you also think I look like her? Several people have said so.”


    One of the girls was relieved and said to her friend, “Well, I mean, how could it be possible that Winnie


    Truman is here alone.”


    Her friend asked, “Are you a freshman? I haven''t seen you before.”


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    Another girl said, “Yes, you really look like her. You must be very beautiful too!”


    Winnie tilted her head and said with a smile, “Thank you.”


    At this time, the bus they were waiting for came.


    Winnie waved goodbye to them.


    After they left, the smile on her face widened.


    Freshman?


    Pink clothes really have the magical function of making people look younger.


    Because of such a small episode, Winnie had always been in a good mood, and even considered this


    continuous drizzle a lot more pleasing to the eye.


    Across the street, after Channing got off the bus, he saw a pink figure on the bus stop from a distance.


    She sat on the bench with her hands behind her, and her white sneakers lightly stepped on the ground.


    For a moment, it was as if a light hade into his dead heart.


    Like the first time he saw her in front of a convenience store years ago.


    So long that no one remembers.


    When the traffic light turned green, Channing strode toward her.


    Just as she watched the cars speeding past one after another on the street, she suddenly felt someone


    was looking at her.


    She turned her head and looked at the boy who was standing there at some point.


    His clothes and hair were wet because of the rain, and his face was sickly pale.


    Winnie was stunned and asked, “Didn''t you bring an umbre?”


    Channing said, “I forgot.”


    Before she could say anything, Channing said, “What would you like to eat?”


    Winnie stood up and opened the umbre she brought. “This is your school. Whatever you


    rmend.”


    Channing coughed before saying, “Okay.”


    He turned around and was about to go out when Winnie grabbed him, “It’s easy to catch a cold like


    this, why don''t you go back to the dormitory and change your clothes first...”


    Before she could finish speaking, she felt that the arm she was holding was very hot.


    Winnie frowned. “You had a fever?”


    Channing looked sideways and said no.


    Winnie didn''t believe it, she stood on tiptoe and touched his forehead.


    Indeed, as expected.


    “You...”


    Channing raised his hand and held her wrist, staring at her, and said, “Don''t get so close to me. I have


    poor self-control.”


    She pretended not to hear that and said, “You already have a cold, don''t go to lunch. You should go


    back to the dormitory to change clothes and take some medicine.”


    Channing said, “I have no clothes in my dormitory.”


    Then she remembered that he had rented a house. “Then go back to the ce you rented.”


    “But you haven’t had lunch.”


    “We can order some takeout. The rain is getting heavier, and it''s troublesome to find a ce to eat.”


    Channing pursed his lips lightly, saying nothing.


    While talking, a taxi just happened to pass by.


    Winnie raised her hand to stop it, and then took great effort to lift the umbre over Channing''s head


    saying, “You go first, I...”


    Before she could finish speaking, Channing had already taken the umbre from her hand and led her


    to the car.


    Seeing this, Winnie got into the car directly without hesitation.


    Soon, Channing also got up, put away the umbre and told the driver the address.


    The ce he rented was not far from the school, and within ten minutes, the car stopped downstairs.


    After getting off the car, her eyes fell on the pharmacy and she asked, “Is there any medicine at home?


    If not, I will buy some.”


    Channing held the umbre and said in a hoarse voice, “Yes.”


    Winnie looked back and said, “Let’s go up then.”


    The rain is now much heavier than when they got into the car.


    After the door was opened, the whole room was filled with a dull smell because the windows were not


    opened on rainy days, and the curtains were not drawn.


    The books on the table are a bit messy.


    Thest time she came here, it was not like this at all.


    The room was clean and bright at that time.


    He turned on the light, coughed again, walked over and opened the window.


    A cool breeze came in, mixed with a few drops of icy rain.


    The air was much better.


    When he was clearing the coffee table, Winnie took the things in his hand. “Go take a shower first and


    change your wet clothes, otherwise the cold will get worse.”


    Channing said in a low voice, “Okay.”