He took off his coat and draped it over her rain-drenched dress, "Everyone else's boyfriend picks them up, but I've made you suffer."
She shook her head and said that was not the case.
"Your colleagues all recognize me now. Whenever I'm waiting outside, someone would say, 'Waiting for Mr. Zhou again, huh?'" She looked at him with smiling eyes. "You don't know how much I like them saying that."
She didn't know how much it pained him either.
He stood in front of her, at the windward side, "The rain's too heavy. Shall we wait a while before we leave?"
"Okay."
There weren't many passersby at this hour; they stood under an umbrella at the entrance to the television station. Lu Sheng came often enough that the golden retriever raised by the security guard had come to recognize her, wagging its tail beside her.
The rain poured heavily, splashing onto his legs.
Lu Sheng moved the umbrella closer to him, "Does your leg hurt?"
"A little."
