The night was silent and light rain fell.
Nanjia hid at the bus station in order to catch the last bus.
The glasses were stained with rainwater, but she still saw a car parked in front of the station. The window of the car was slowly rolled down, and the people in the car looked towards her in the humid air.
Nanjia folded her arms to hide from the rain, not looking at him.
In the drizzle of rain, the dignified and indifferent people in the car finally shouted slowly: "Nanjia?"
Nan Jia raised her face and looked quietly: "Excuse me, who are you?"
After a while, he replied calmly: "Si Heng."
The car lights flashed, and the memories of his youth stung, Nanjia remained silent.
You left me without saying goodbye, why should I remember you now?
Intention: To be a bright but not dazzling, soft but powerful person
