"Together." The clean voice sounded a bit cold in the bleak sound of rain.
She raised her head, feeling a bionic illusion. In the gray mist, he stepped on the breeze and missed the noise of the city. When she was slightly stunned, Fu Yuebai had already taken the umbrella from her hand. He looked down at her, calm and composed.
I'm an incompetent copywriter and can't think of anything to write, so I'll just make do with it! (Covering face and crawling over)