Nian Siyan hated rainy days the most, and when she first met Shen Bonan, it was the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. After that, the red bean-colored oil paper umbrella behind her on rainy days became a sunny day in Nian Siyan's eyes.
Later, the oil-paper umbrella disappeared, and it disappeared for seven years. In the past seven years, Nian Siyan began to slowly get used to wearing a raincoat. It was then that Niansiyan began to realize that the raincoat allowed her to move more freely on rainy days than the oil-paper umbrella. It was less likely to get her favorite dress wet, and she didn't have to worry about the oil-paper umbrella that suddenly disappeared and had haunted her for so many years.
But at this time, the oil-paper umbrella appeared again. The oil-paper umbrella seemed to be stronger and wider than before, but Nian Siyan no longer wanted to take shelter under the oil-paper umbrella, because the umbrella was no longer the red bean-colored oil-paper umbrella that she loved the most, and the person holding the umbrella was no longer the thin and shy boy back then, and she no longer had the courage to sit at the door of her house, confident that the boy would not leave her and run away.
"The umbrella is very good, but it has nothing to do with me anymore."
"What about the person holding the umbrella?"