|Isn't running in the rain a romantic thing? |
He suddenly thought of himself a long time ago, running in the rain without an umbrella, and felt happy in his heart. His umbrella was in the hands of his childhood sweetheart, accompanying her through the steamy streets.
She must have been dry when she got home, or her shoes would be wet at most.
Where is his childhood sweetheart?
It seemed, as if he had gone to a place he had been before.
It seems, as if she is married to a man who loves her deeply.
Conception: