It rains continuously in Xinghua Town, and the rainy season lasts for several months.
When she was seventeen years old, Chen Yuwei hid under the damp and dark eaves, carefully counting the tracks of the raindrops.
She thought that when the rain stopped, she would go back.
But how can the rain hear people's voices? Or maybe it heard the call from deeper inside. The raindrops pattered on her cheeks for a long time, so long that she thought her world would never be sunny again.
"Would you choose liberal arts or science?"
Chen Yuwei looked up.
-The rain stopped
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day
