Jiang Qing, my name.
But in my world, sunny days are rare, and rain is the norm. Walking through one rainy season after another, I met a person who told me "It won't rain tomorrow..."
The ground in that alley has been stagnant with rainwater for a long time, and only shade-loving plants like moss grow wildly. But it happened that the first time I saw him was here, it was raining, and I looked the most embarrassed.
A somewhat unruly boy with a bruise on the corner of his mouth.
Maybe not, because I don't think anyone would believe that the dazzling and eye-catching popular idol is the same person as him... Who would believe it? Even I don't believe it.
It turns out that this "long time no see" will be drowned in the cheers. It turns out that liking you is a small thing, but I have persisted in this small thing for a long time.
Then, he must have been an accident on a rainy day.
Then every rain stopped, and it really won't rain tomorrow...
Intention: present perfect continuous tense
