Some feelings were deep in the heart. It might not be about love, family, or kinship. It was just an emotion, an emotion in a special period.
That rainy night, that warm smile, that warm embrace, all of these had established the position of this emotion.
Even though they had only known each other for a short time, Huo qingge would never forget this voice. After dreaming about it for so many nights, it would still be lingering in her ears, and her heart would not calm down for a long time.
"It's alright, you ..."
Before Huo qingge could finish her sentence, the man interrupted her.
"I'm very sorry. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Sorry!"
The man was very anxious, as if there was something on the other side of the phone that made him anxious.
The rain wasn't heavy, but it made the sky very dark, as if the air pressure was low.
The dark clouds were about to fall.
The man left in a hurry, the rain drenching his pants.
