After Rae finished washing and went out, Jensen went into the bathroom. Rae stood in front of the closet and looked for something to wear. Though the closet was filled with clothes, she didn't find something that fit. As Jensen was about to come out of the bathroom, she chose a pair of short jeans and a white shirt and put the edge of the long shirt into jeans. A simple outfit. Rae looked in the mirror and turned around, feeling good. Then she tied her hair.
As Jensen went out, he saw her dressing up like a young girl as if she studied at campus.
Actually, he loved it. She looked much prettier in that way.
More importantly, he felt he could roll back the clock and start over when he saw her outfit.
Jensen hid his feelings, just thought to himself for a few seconds, and began to change clothes.
After Rae was done, she went barefoot to the refrigerator, picked up the iced sour milk and took a gulp. Then she put it back, gave a loud belch and felt relieved. When she turned around, Jensen was staring at her. She immediately felt guilty.
She didn't know if Jensen would criticize her for not pouring the milk into a cup or giving a loud belch like drunk man.
"If you get a stomachache again, don't ask me to rub your belly." Jensen said, walked to the door and changed shoes.
Rae did not expect that he wouldn't scold her but care for her. She immediately smiled, walked over to Jensen, took out a pair of white canvas shoes and threw them on the floor. She put on them and promised, "Well, I won't do it next time."
Jensen was silent.
They left for church together.
The church was halfway up the hill. Even so, many people came to the church every week.
Rae only went with Jensen a few times because she found it boring to hear the sermon. She didn't know why Jensen liked it. To get to the church, they had to pass the main road to a small road and drive uphill. However, cars were forbidden on the small road today. They drove along the main road slowly to seek for a parking space. Several minutes passed by and they found none. Thinking that they had to walk to the church, she lost her temper, "It's so far!"
"I see one." Jensen finally found a parking space, parked his car and they got off.
It was extremely hot at ten o'clock in the morning.
Rae only walked for a while and could not stand it. She felt the sweat trickling down from her back. She was very uncomfortable, frowned and complained to Jensen, "I don't want to go. It's so hot."
"But you've only walked for three minutes." Jensen was at a loss. He knew she could not endure the hardship, but she gave in so soon.
"I am out of this." Rae looked around and saw that everyone was sweating. It was halfway up the hill and there was no shop. She had no choice but sit in the car.
The point was that she didn't want to be left alone. She would feel bored.
Jensen did not want her to stay in the car. If so, she would send him text messages every minute to ask if he was done. He knew her so well. Thinking for a while, he took a step forward, squatted down and asked, "Let me carry you?"
"I am sorry to trouble you…" Though Rae felt sorry, she didn't refuse him.
Jensen carried her to the church. Rae felt hotter when she was pressing against his back. At least, she didn't have to walk. Along the way, he met the old church members who greeted him. Rae waved her hand at them on behalf of Jensen. Faith was something magical. The members became very gentle and little aggressive. They seemed to forget how they used dodgy methods in business world. Rae suddenly understood that the reason why Jensen often came here to listen to sermon. Perhaps he wanted to purify his mind.
Although he didn't have to use swords or pistols to fight with his rivals, he may face some sharp practice from competing companies.
They finally walked on the small road. Looking at the hill, Rae felt the slope was very steep. Usually, the rich would drive up the hill by car. Now they had to walk slowly. Some even stopped and wiped the sweat with tissues. Obviously, they seldom exercised.
"If you're tired, just tell me. Put me down. I can walk by myself." Rae said casually.
"How long can you insist on walking?" Jensen didn't believe her. Drops of sweat ran down from his forehead to his chin and dropped on the asphalt ground. He would rather carry her to the church than let her stop every few steps. Jensen adjusted himself and continued to walk.
"Your words hurt me." Rae knew that she could not insist, but she refused to surrender.
She hadn't insisted on walking on the plain road for three minutes, not to mention the steep slope.
"Did I? Every time we go hiking in Spring or Autumn, I carry you up the hill." Jensen felt very hot. He rarely sweat. However, today he kept sweating and felt very uncomfortable as he was wet all over his body. Rae was hot and he carried her as if he carried a small stove. Hearing her words, Jensen felt a bit annoyed.
Rae felt guilty at once.
After being reminded by Jensen, Rae recalled that every time the school organized the outing, they would climb the mountain in the morning and had a picnic in the afternoon. She was not good at doing sports and afraid of heat, so she was often left behind by her classmates. She lost her temper every few minutes. Moreover, other girls liked to enrage Rae and told her that the class photo would be shot without her. Rae did not want to be alone, but she couldn't go any farther. Therefore, Jensen carried her every time.
At that time, she had a boyfriend.
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