The girls sat under the eaves, occasionally patting their knees gently with their palms, swaying to the rhythm of the raindrops as they enjoyed the rainy scenery, their shoulders unconsciously drawing closer together; while the slumbering boy lay at their feet, his breathing steady, with a school jacket carefully cushioned under his head.
Thus, the secret of 41 Ann Street was forever buried in the hearts of the young people, washed away with the pitter-patter of the rain, with the damp raindrops occasionally blown onto the faces of the three youths by the wind, a cool and refreshing greeting, as if it were saying to them...
Summer has truly arrived.
*
Xu Xiangyang opened his eyes.
He felt his head was still a bit groggy and couldn't help but support his forehead with his hand.
Fortunately, his consciousness had indeed returned. At that moment, he heard someone beside him ask,
"Are you awake?"
