The weather forecast that day said it would rain heavily. I saw Yingzhi's WeChat message last night early in the morning, but I hurried over regardless.
There was a vague expectation rising in my heart. I sat on the subway, checking the time from time to time, calculating the arrival time, and subtly feeling my little expectation. In this completely unfamiliar city, there exists and is the only one who comes from the past. Like a journey through time and space, she rushes from the past to the present.