"Ah cut." My sister sneezed.

"elder martial sister, I'll take you back to the dormitory. You'll catch cold like this." Huang Xiaoxiang looks at the student sister who is wet all over. She has not cried now. But there is still water on his face. I don't know whether it is rain or tears.

Huang Xiaoxiang took out a package of paper towels from his pocket, took out a piece of paper from it, and handed it to her. Thank you. I can't go back now She took the tissue and wiped her face, whispering. Can't go back? I don't know if she means affection or dormitory.

"let's find a...