On a Typhoon Day, My Wife Drove Me Out of the Car to Enjoy the Rain with My Bamboo Horse.

A super hurricane was coming, and my wife forced me to get out of the car despite my pleading. She frowned and cursed angrily: "Man, don't be so pretentious. I already told you that the company has an emergency." The speeding car almost knocked me to the ground, and the heavy rain soaked me in an instant. My face was covered in blood from the shards of glass blown down by the typhoon. The doctor said if I hit it a little further, I would most likely lose my sight. I endured the severe pain of the cut and took out my mobile phone to pay, but a new update from her male assistant popped up on the screen: "The most romantic thing is to wear a blanket with you and enjoy the rain on a typhoon day." At that moment, my heart was filled with despair.