The pouring rain washed over his head.
Soon enough, his hair was soaked.
He stood, completely unaware, that he was as still as a statue.
A gust of wind blew in and blew the umbrella by his feet far away. He still didn't show any signs of coming back to his senses.
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Back at home, Lin Yinan put the shopping bags in his hands onto the living room coffee table. Then he walked into Cheng Weiwan's bathroom.
He adjusted the temperature of the water, ran a bath for Cheng Weiwan then immediately called her to come in.
He attentively put the towel and bathrobe by the bathtub then walked out of the bathroom. He picked up the shopping bag from the supermarket and entered the kitchen.
Cheng Weiwan took a comfortable, hot bath then blow dried her hair. By the time she changed into her loungewear, Lin Yinan had already placed two dishes and soup on the dining table.
