"Who is this? How can a girl stand here? It's inhumane." When Huang Xiaoxiang passed by the girl, he secretly looked at her eyes. The rain wet the girl's hair and draped it in front of her eyes. I can't see the girl's appearance clearly. I can only see a general outline. For the sake of the success of a girl's hard work, Huang Xiaoxiang gave up the idea of holding an umbrella for her girl. She must be waiting for her boyfriend like this. There should be something between her and her boyfriend. If she used to hold an umbrella for her at this time, it would not be...