Originally, it was a bright and windy month. Suddenly, dark clouds and torrential rains suddenly overwhelmed the earth.

Xia Yihan walks in front of him, his clothes are wet and stick to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan's high-heeled shoes step into the puddle with mud splashing all over Xia Yihan.

Ye Zimo's thoughts were tight, and a figure swayed in front of him. Ye Zimo pushed his hand to open the door.

Xu Haoran ran to Xia Yihan with his umbrella and put the whole umbrella on Xia Yihan. He turned his head and stared at the direction of Yezi ink. He followed two people all the time. He saw Xia...