It was a dark night outside and pouring rain.
The door was pounded hard, and the sound was like a pounding on my heart. I climbed out of bed impatiently, hurriedly put on my pajamas, and ran downstairs to open the door.
The floor was cold and I never thought he would come back again.
Outside the door, the handsome man was soaked to the skin, with water droplets flowing down his hair and fingers.
Although his face was pale and his slightly purple lips were trembling due to the cold, the corners of his lips were still slightly raised.
A somewhat helpless, gentle smile.
--Hey, what should I do? I miss you so much.
--……Fool.
Ai. Do I want to believe you?
That's okay.
OK.