When Fu Qingji was seventeen years old, she was showered with rain three times.
The first time it rained, she was unprepared. The man threw an umbrella to her with an unruly expression, leaving a ridiculous question before turning around and running into the overwhelming rain.
The rain was still heavy the second time, and they were like countless pairs of lovers, trapped in the small space under the umbrella. The two looked cold, occasionally taunting each other, and only the hems of their clothes cuddled together intimately.
She tilted her head, and without her noticing, the umbrella above her head moved silently.
The third time she stood in the rain, the umbrella she was handed was waved away.
With a stunned look on her face, she was grabbed by someone's shoulder and held against her. The person looked at her steadily, with a focused expression that was almost paranoid, and emotions tumbling in his eyes.
"Fu Qingji, do you know that your boyfriend is a scumbag?"
Fu Qingji, who had never been in love before, looked at him silently and said calmly, "I don't know."
"Oh," the boy laughed lowly, with an indistinguishable expression. He wiped the rain off his face, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "Then let me tell you, let's give you another chance, okay?"
"What opportunity?"
"I'll replace him."
"Love is the rain that starts because of you, and it becomes my rainy season, which is endless."
Occasionally serious and not serious × Occasionally not serious and serious
Intention: Self-respect, self-love, self-reliance and self-improvement
