"Come on, wear this." The man bent down to button her up.
The clothes still carried his warmth. When they wrapped around Xu Chaomu's slender figure, suddenly, a surge of warmth welled up from the bottom of her heart.
Xu Chaomu held a flashlight, while the man held an umbrella.
One tall, one short, they walked side by side in the rain.
The umbrella was always tilted towards Xu Chaomu's side. In the dim light, Xu Chaomu felt particularly funny wrapped in that oversized clothing.
Now the man was left with only a white shirt, and in this weather, it was false to say he wasn't cold.
"Handsome, are you cold?" Xu Chaomu looked up at him.
The man smiled, "Not cold, I've walked a lot, and I feel rather hot."
"Oh, then I won't be polite with you." After saying this, Xu Chaomu wrapped the clothes even tighter around herself.
She had just taken a nap, and upon waking, she felt exceptionally cold.
