"It's like this in the middle of the year. One minute, it's sunny, and the next minute, there's a downpour. Come, let's go back to our rooms." The sun was so bright…" The old lady behind Feng Wu sighed and led her grandson back to the lower cabin.
Feng Wu didn't know what to say.
Looking around, she saw that everyone had run off in such a short time, fearing that they might get caught in the rain. Even the first mate had come out to urge Feng Wu and Jun Linyuan to go inside. A storm was coming.
Feng Wu said, "Yes, of course. We'll go in right away."
But in fact, Feng Wu had been looking at Jun Linyuan the whole time.
Feng Wu looked up at the sky, then at his stunning face again.
"Are you… in a bad mood?" Feng Wu asked gingerly.
Jun Linyuan didn't even look at Feng Wu. He only stared at the surging river outside the ship.
