A gentle and soft female voice sounded from the phone.
"Trenton, it's raining in St. Etienne."
"I think back on the day we returned from school and you covered me with your school uniform while you let the rain drench you on your way home. Every time it rains, I am reminded of that time. England is a rainy place, but when I'm with you, I wish it would never stop raining so I could spend more time walking with you."
"When will you take me back to our school's route? Autumn's here, and there must be thick layers of plane tree leaves on the ground. I've missed the scent of those trees."
"Trenton, you haven't visited me for a long time. The osmanthus cake you brought last time was delicious, could you bring me some more?"
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"Trenton, why aren't you saying anything?"
Norris Moore spoke softly, "He's taking a shower in the bathroom now. When he comes out, I'll relay your messages."
