He held an umbrella with one hand and his arm was draped around a deep purple coat.
The gentle glow of the lantern seemed to soften the sharp edges of his features.
He stood quietly, his back straight. His natural grace and his tall, slender figure seemed to blend into the rainy night.
If circumstances allowed, Yuanya really wanted to sit down and draw a picture of him.
Seeing her emerge, Lan Xiu naturally took the drawing tools and handbag from her, then handed her the umbrella.
"Here."
Once Yuanya took it, he shook out the coat and draped it over her from behind.
The coat was thick and warm.
"It's getting cold, bundle up and don't catch a cold."
"..." Yuanya moved her lips, suddenly unsure what to say.
The autumn rain chilled the body, the coat warmed the heart.
Lan Xiu took the umbrella back, wrapped his arm around her waist and snuggled her under the umbrella.
The rain was heavy, splashing onto the ground and causing ripples to form.
