The heavy rainwater hit the glass, making a "pitter patter" sound.
Song Yiran walked down the street in despair, letting the raindrops flow down her cheeks and neck, seeping into her already soaked clothes.
Passers-by holding umbrellas glanced sideways and looked at her strangely.
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On the day he was released from prison, the sky was covered with dark clouds, just like when he first met her. Huo Ji felt very warm, because his little sun was shining on him at this moment.
Gentle and prickly photographer x cold-faced and careful boss
Intention: Positive and uplifting
