My Depressed Girlfriend

The rain falls in a rustling pattern, like some kind of soft white noise Lin Shuyao smiled slightly: I always like the atmosphere on rainy days Shen Qingqiu: Me too Lin Shuyao: Why do you like it? Shen Qingqiu: What about you? Lin Shuyao's eyes curled up: It's hard to tell you the beauty of it. … Shen Qingqiu: Aren't you going back to your home? Lin Shuyao lay in Shen Qingqiu's arms and smiled. "I've gone home"