The downpour was relentless.
Indeed, the weather forecast was accurate, and a heavy rain accompanied by thunder and lightning had begun that night. Qiao Xia crouched by the roadside, right beneath a telephone pole, which was extremely dangerous.
Not far away.
Mu Liang stared at her, his eyes a dark abyss, as the rain drenched his body, chilling him to the bone. The early spring night was cold enough, and the rain made the temperature drop even further. Mu Liang watched her in silence.
One person broke down in sobs, while the other stood by in silence.
Cry then.
Qiao Xia, it was a moment's lapse on my part. Although it wasn't intentional, your family indeed perished because of me.
But... hatred is hatred.
Even if you hate for a lifetime, you can't leave me!
He took out his phone and called Xu Ai, who was about to sleep, but picked up Mu Liang's call.
"At the intersection of Peace Road and Changli Street, opposite Gorgeous Garden, come pick up Qiao Xia."
