Only you in my love

Chapter 934 Give Me Money

Sampson only left her a side face, and his expression was still cold. Keyla didn't dare to take it.

She couldn't believe that Sampson would lend her an umbrella.

The odds of this happening was as slim as a once-in-a-century meteor shower. And she hadn't really

seen the meteor shower since she was born.

She didn't take it for a long time. Sampson frowned slightly and seemed to be a little impatient. He

turned his head to look at Keyla. His cold eyes made her heart beat fast and she quickly took it with her

hands.

The students passing by turned their heads to look at them from time to time, and the students who

had already walked out of the teaching building also looked back to see them. Keyla held the umbrella

in her hand and nervously lowered her head.

Sampson walked into the rain unhurriedly.

Even though it was dark, someone recognized him in the dim light on the road. Three girls pushed

each other, and one of them was pushed out.

The girl handed an umbrella to Sampson with both hands. "Here you are, Sampson. I can share an

umbrella with my friend. Don't catch a cold in the rain."

The other two girls nodded under the umbrella.

Sampson stopped, glanced at the three and said, "No."

The girl withdrew her umbrella in disappointment and watched Sampson leave.

There was a quiet cement road. On the left side was a fence, and on the right side was a small forest,

planted with high trees.

The rain went through the woods and leaves, and the wind blew. The rain fell on Sampson's head,

neck, and some even slid into his clothes.

The cold water drops made him pinch his fingers. Even if he wanted to shiver with cold, he had to keep

calm on his face.

Although there were few people on this road, the road behind him was the only way to the dormitory

and the playground. There were many people.

Sampson turned a corner and turned into a path. No one was looking at him now. He ran forward but

stopped suddenly. He saw Sound.

He followed her out of the school unhurriedly.

There were few students in the school, not to mention that they were not forced to study in the evening.

There was only a few students in the school gate.

Sampson's name was well-known in No. 3 High School, and his photos were always posted on the

campus list. The doorman naturally knew this handsome student with good grades.

"Sampson?" The doorman called him. Sampson stopped and looked at him. The doorman pointed at

his wet hair and wet clothes and said, "you don't have an umbrella?"

"I have." "In front," said Sampson

Then he nodded to him politely and walked quickly towards Sound. He did not stop, but passed by her

and walked in front.

He slowed down his pace and took a deep breath silently.

Suddenly, a figure popped out in front of her. Sound saw Sampson's hand hanging on the side of his

trousers. His wrist was fair and there was a thin red rope tied on it.

It reminded her that when she was a child, there was a red rope. But one day when she woke up, it

was gone. She couldn't find it at home, so she had to leave it alone.

Sound rested her eyes on his hand for two seconds. Although it was short, she could still recognize his

figure and the posture of walking.

The two people who grew up together might not be able to recognize each other when they turned into

ash, but they could definitely recognize each other only from their backs and walking postures without

looking at each other.

Sampson?

Sound raised the umbrella in surprise and looked up at the boy who was a head taller than her. When

Sound saw his hair, she was sure that it was Sampson.

But why didn't he have an umbrella?

Amya would definitely remind him to take an umbrella before he went out. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Although the rain was not as heavy as it was at dusk, it was not drizzling. His short black hair had

already wet.

Sound saw rain falling on him.

Without thinking too much, she stopped him.

"Sampson."

She called him Sampson, which sounded like she was gnashing her teeth.

Sampson stopped and smiled. Hearing the approaching footsteps, he quickly concealed his

imperceptible smile.

He turned around. An umbrella put over his head to block the cold rain.

Sound was 1.68 meter tall, which looked a little short in front of Sampson's height of 1.88 meter. She

needed to stretch out her arms to hold the umbrella over Sampson's head.

"Where is your umbrella?" Sound asked coldly.

Sampson answered truthfully, "for those who need it."

Sound was speechless. It was a good thing to help others, so she couldn't scold him. After a pause,

she said, "Okay, you don't need it."

Then she withdrew the umbrella above his head.

The rain fell on Sampson's face again and on his thick eyelashes. He blinked and coughed.

He pretended it so well that she felt as if he had caught a cold.

Sound helplessly held the umbrella again. Sampson thanked her and stretched out his hand to hold the

umbrella.

Sound looked at him and said, "Don't move."

"……" Sampson was stunned and withdrew his hand silently.

The two of them held the umbrella to the place where they got on the car, and then they held the

umbrella to enter the house together.

Sampson chuckled to himself, 'She would like to give me the umbrella. Is she not so angry now?'

Especially the next second, Sound suddenly smiled at him sweetly. "Did I hold the umbrella well just

now? Did you get wet in the rain? "

It had been a long time since she smiled so friendly to him. Sampson felt dizzy and didn't see the

cunning in her eyes. He nodded and said, "No, thank you."

"You're welcome." Sound pursed her lips and smiled maliciously. "Forty thousand for the umbrella

service. From the school gate to the intersection, twenty thousand and from the car to home also

twenty thousand, so forty thousand, give me the money."

Sampson finally came to his senses, "..."

He thought too much.

She was still angry with him. If he didn't give her the money now, she would be angrier.

When Sound saw him stunned, the smile on her face disappeared, and its expression changed faster

than the weather. She shouted coldly, "what are you doing? Give me the money!"

Sampson tried to keep calm. He swallowed quietly and breathed lightly.

He took out a bank card from his schoolbag and put it in her palm.

Sound looked at the bank card with her bright eyes, picked it up and said, ''The password, I only take

forty thousand."

"It doesn't matter. You..." You can do whatever you want. These words were finally drowned in

Sampson's throat. He changed his tone and said, "My birthday."

"Okay." Sound said as she put the card into her purse.

At the same time, Vance came back from school. "Sound, Sampson."

"Vance!" Sound ran over happily, held his arm and asked in a cheerful tone, "Vance, you came back so

early today."

"Really? I was delayed by something." Then he looked at Sampson and asked, "has your father come

back?"

"I didn't see Uncle Noah.", Sound said.

Sampson didn't know, either. "He should still be in the police station. What's the matter? I can call him.

"

"Nothing. Let's talk about it when Uncle Noah comes back," said Vance with a smile.

Sound asked curiously, "what's up? Daddy Noah is so busy. "

"Our house has been decorated." Then Vance pinched Sound's nose and said, "Your rooms are

furnished like those in the north court. Many things are transported from the north yard. Are you

happy?"

"Ah, is my little frog there?" Sound said excitedly.

With a gentle smile, Vance said, "Yes."

Sound hugged him happily. "Thank you, Vance!"

The two were full of laughter, but Sampson's face darkened.

Sound was going to move out of his house.