The separation was also on that rainy afternoon,
They ignored the disturbing crowd and said goodbye.
Ji Wennian got up and went to pay the bill.
He left behind a plaid umbrella, a cold raw coconut latte, and Fu Xiaoxiao.
He thought to himself, life is indeed like this, everyone is just a passerby. Taking souvenirs or something is the most taboo thing.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier,
A sudden thunder split the two people in the rain curtain.
Became the most familiar stranger.
Intention: move forward