She took out an umbrella from her bag and opened it. The rain got heavier.
The pedestrians ran, and the cold wind blew, as if it was going to kill them.
Ning Qing wrapped the thick scarf around her neck. She lowered her small face and buried it in the scarf, only revealing her eyes.
She followed the GPS and walked for a few minutes. She turned from a wide Avenue into a small alley.
Ning Qing hesitated for a moment, but the navigation was correct. She paid attention to her feet and followed the road.
After walking for a short while, some sounds came from the front.
Before she could raise her head, a person suddenly bumped into her.
The umbrella tilted, and the rain poured down.
I'm sorry, " ning Qing said reflexively.
The man didn't notice and fell to the ground.
Ning Qing straightened her umbrella and looked at the man.
