Looking up, big drops of rain poured down. There was a drop on her eyelashes and then it quickly slid down her eyes. It was raining. Heavy rain. She checked her watch next to the lamp. 8:38 pm. He was late, 38 minutes late. And she had waited for an entire hour.
"Why hasn't he come yet?"
Did he forget it? Did he forget that someone was waiting for him?
Su Qianci picked up the phone and wanted to make a phone call, but she had no number to call. The screen of the mobile phone was attacked by raindrops, and soon a layer of water blurred the screen. Su Qianci blinked. The light of joy in her eyes dimmed inch by inch and then disappeared. But soon, she curled her lips into a smile of self-deprecation.
"When daydreaming, this is your consequence."
