The rain continued at night, like a gentle opportunity. I was exhausted on my way to get off work. When I passed by the street corner, I saw a little crying figure. I walked up and saw a girl huddled under the eaves of a convenience store. Her hair was wet and her face was red. Her eyes were red like a kitten who had been wronged. She cried so softly that it made my heart melt. I hesitated for two seconds holding the black umbrella, but couldn't help but step forward and put it over her head. Don't be afraid that I'm not a bad person. The moment she looked up at me, her tears were still rolling, so she carefully moved under the umbrella. Her trousers were soaked in cold water, so I couldn't help but move the umbrella toward her again and again. A rain at night made us meet unexpectedly. It was my heartache for approaching me and her trust that she could rely on. At the same time, our two hearts were quietly sprouting in the rain and mist.
