The sound of rain obscured the chirping of cicadas, but it could not conceal the young man's inner voice: Is she a snail girl? Yeah?
The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, and he answered in his mind: "Yes."
"Seriously, why did you come here all of a sudden?" Fu Qin handed over the milk tea and asked Ning Chuchu.
While sharing an umbrella to hide from the rain, he suddenly touched her lips with a straw: "The milk tea is cold, drink it quickly."
The warm smell of matcha spreads, mixed with the raindrops dripping from his hair, weaving into a moist net in the midsummer. …
"Oh oh oh, I used the lens of my mobile phone to zoom in to see how many people there were. I didn't see who they were, so I came here with an umbrella and a raincoat," Ning Chuchu said.
"You didn't see it was me." Fu Qin was a little disappointed. "Then you are really kind and kind-hearted." He suddenly regained his composure and praised.
"Although, she is here for me," Fu Qin thought to himself.
Heavy rain, no umbrella, she came for me.
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