he is under the bed

Summer rain is the most sudden

Especially at night when the changes in the clouds cannot be seen clearly in the dark, the water vapor in the world is still steaming in the sweltering heat one second, and it will pour down in the next second, and the creatures are caught off guard.

The young man who was walking on the road did not bring an umbrella.However, the sudden rain didn't seem to have any effect on his emotions. He lowered his head and walked unhurriedly

Pedestrians on the road avoided him one after another and spread out in all directions, running towards the nearest shopping mall, some of them ran into him accidentally

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't see clearly, I'm really sorry!" A little girl in a floral dress rushed over recklessly, and because she was worried about getting wet, she hurriedly ran towards the department store across the road.

Although the little girl was much smaller in size, she couldn't bear the speed of her movement, which was too different from the slow young man's, and he staggered back a few steps before barely standing still.

"It's okay", a very gentle voice, like the wind in the forest, gently blowing on people's hearts.

Only then did the little girl see clearly that the person in front of her had a very good-looking face, with exquisite and handsome features but not kitsch, it was that kind of calm, gentle and good-looking, and her complexion was a bit pale, maybe it was because the rain got into her eyes , eyes slightly red

When he lowered his head, a small stream of water separated from the wet hair, merged with the hollow at the end of the eye, and meandered down along the sharp-edged bone. Mole, slightly longer broken hair can reach the eyes

The little girl blushed a little, she paused for a while, as if she had finally mustered up her courage, and said, "It's raining heavily, you should go and hide!"

The young man lowered his head and didn't answer, making it difficult to see the expression under his fine hair

Unable to bear the rain, seeing him ignoring her, the little girl had no choice but to say goodbye and ran away with a regretful expression.

Xia Xian walked slowly and leisurely, stepping on the bustling street calmly, counting how many floor tiles he stepped on with each step

In fact, whether it rains or not has nothing to do with him; whoever passes by and what they have are all meaningless to him.

After the man died, he was no longer interested in anything

The rainwater gradually accumulates a thin layer on the ground, and when it drips again, it is hard to tell whether it is the splash from the ground or the ripples on the water surface, spreading out in small circles

Xia Xianqing saw the reflection crookedly beaten by raindrops on the water, and whispered to the shadow in a voice that only he could hear

"Ning Song, I seem to have forgotten my umbrella."