"Look, I just said you should bring an umbrella." Xie Yang stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops and said.
Lu Fei raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's just a shower, not heavy."
"What if? Last time you said it was not a big deal, but we ended up getting soaked like drowned rats." Xie Yang turned over the old accounts.
Lu Fei smiled and held Xie Yang's hand: "Didn't you say that two drowned rats were quite romantic that time?"
The raindrops began to thicken, rustling on the sycamore leaves.
"Ahhh! My hair is wet!" Xie Yang shook his head like a puppy.
"This way you can just smell the fragrance of the shampoo." Lu Fei even got closer and sniffed.
The rain suddenly picked up, and they hid under an awning, watching the rain curtain shining brightly under the neon lights.
Lu Fei said: "When I see the rain, I think of the time when we had a fight."
Xie Yang asked: "How to say?"
"It came suddenly, it rained hard, but it stopped quickly. And the air was very fresh afterwards, just like we are now."
"Then I hope the showers come every day."
Concept: Two migrant workers with a sense of boundaries break the boundaries and run in both directions. Love work, love life, love each other.