The rain poured wildly, drenching Lu Jianjun from head to toe. Still, he remained frozen, his eyes fixed on the girl before him. Li Na was fully soaked, just like him, but there was a stark difference—she was twirling joyfully in the rain, arms outstretched, embodying the carefree spirit of a child. He couldn't look away, though he didn't quite understand why.
Was he... startled or perplexed?
Anyone who knew Li Na well would be shocked. Just a month ago, she had been a shell of herself, grappling with despair after attempting to end her life. And now, here she was, alive and exuberant, reveling in the rain. The sight of her vibrant energy felt like a warm embrace, a vivid reminder of life's unpredictability.
Instead of shock, he was enveloped in a heartfelt illusion, watching her dance with the rain.
