Song Man likes rain very much, but she asked me that day——
"Chen Qi, when will the rain stop?" I didn't know how to answer her. I tightened my embrace around her and suppressed the desire to kiss her.
What color is the rain? I used to think it was blue, dark blue and light blue. Now I think it has no color, it can wear any color anywhere it is scratched, clean, dirty, whatever. On the day Chen Qi spent my birthday with me, it rained blue, and I loved it.
But the rain on my birthday one year was gray and white. Gray-white rain fell from the gray-white sky.
Some people are naturally rebellious, but I am lucky. When I meet them, my iceberg loses its edges.
Purpose: Redemption text