There was no sheltered corridor at the main gate to take refuge from the rain.
As Xu Si parked, she intended to grab the umbrella and get out to shield Pei Zhen from the wind and rain. However, just as she reached for it, she found the spot where the umbrella was usually kept was empty.
CLICK.
Pei Zhen had already opened his car door and the umbrella. He walked around the car to her side and tapped on her window.
Their gazes met through the drizzling veil of rain, the blurred car window, and the thin air.
Xu Si stared at him, momentarily stunned. She even forgot to open her car door and step out.
This scene felt familiar, especially with the well-known setting. The air seemed coated with an old-era filter, irresistibly pulling one into memories.
Xu Si remembered those countless rainy days in the past. When she returned from outside, Pei Zhen, always in his private school uniform, would be waiting with an umbrella to walk her home.
