After the Rain, the Rainy Season Will Never Come Again

When she was seventeen, she liked to hold a transparent umbrella on rainy days and wait for him to ride by. He would always stop, hand her the raincoat, and go home in the shower. On graduation day, he asked her to meet him at his old place, but she didn't see anyone until the rain stopped. Ten years later, at the class reunion, someone said that he had a car accident the day before graduation, his leg became lame, and he never rode a bicycle again. She found his house. He opened the door with a cane and a transparent umbrella hung by the window. "The rainy season has already passed," she said. "So I've been waiting for sunny days," he said.