After school in the afternoon, the dome was densely covered with dark clouds, and incessant rain lines plummeted down.
The rain had been falling for three days straight.
Class 8 students rushed to the corridor with their umbrellas, only to see the cement ground of the campus stirring up ripples of water waves, like countless blooming and fading water flowers.
Xue Yuantong rested her head on a textbook, with her braids tucked next to her face, her bright eyes blinked:
"Jiang Ning, do you know what I'm about to say?"
Jiang Ning, "No, I don't."
Xue Yuantong said, "Hmph, remember to bring me food, I'm done talking, going to sleep."
She tucked her head into her arms and peacefully slept.
She didn't care whether Jiang Ning agreed or not, after all, she was sure Jiang Ning would.
Geng Lu came back from the last row with an umbrella:
"Let's go together."
