When Lin Jianfeng's figure appeared in the field of vision, Shen Qinglan could no longer suppress the longing in her heart. Regardless of the obstruction, she rushed out of the dormitory building and rushed into the rain curtain, running towards Lin Jianfeng, whom she thought about day and night, and dreamed about. Tears streaked across the corners of her eyes, were blown away by the wind, and melted into the rain. Lin Jianfeng also saw Shen Qinglan running in the rain, and felt heartbroken. She didn't have an umbrella, so she ran here in the rain. Coupled with the late concern, Lin Jianfeng ran faster. Shen Qinglan did not slow down and jumped directly into Lin Jianfeng's arms. She hugged his neck with her arms and crossed her legs around his waist. She buried her wet cheeks into his neck and sobbed continuously. Her tears soaked his clothes and entered his chest. Lin Jianfeng felt her hot tears and felt heartbroken. He held an umbrella with one hand and hugged her waist with the other, comforting her softly: "Qinglan, it's okay. I'm back. I won't leave you. I haven't done what I promised you, so I won't leave you."
