I met Zhou Wenxun again because of an interview.
When the interview ended, torrential rain was pouring outside.
Zhou Wenxun's car drove past her, then stopped.
It reversed.
The rear window slowly rolled down. He lifted his eyes indifferently. "Wu Ling, forgot your umbrella again?"
Wu Ling came to her senses, remembering that summer seven years ago.
The rain poured down as if a terrible flood were upon them.
Someone poked her shoulder with a pen. Wu Ling turned her head and saw...
The young man waved the umbrella in his hand and looked at her with a bright smile. "Classmate, did you forget your umbrella?"
They squeezed together beneath the small umbrella. The young man's shoulder was soaked by the rain, while the umbrella covered her completely.
That was the warmest moment in Wu Ling's fragmented memories.
Game designer x female reporter
[Our chance encounter years ago was something I had planned for a long time.]
Theme: Love is a journey taken by two people toward each other
