At this moment, Chen Fang was actually quite troubled as well.
Upon hearing Mei Yiru's suggestion, he asked, "Your place? Is it far?"
"It's not my house, it's the apartment I'm renting, just in the complex across the street."
There wasn't a better option at hand.
The two of them couldn't just keep "standing in punishment" here.
After thinking it over, he said, "Then I'll trouble you."
They both held their breath, glanced at each other, and then rushed into the rain.
Running to the bottom of the apartment building, they once again became drenched.
Entering Mei Yiru's home soaked, a cozy little nest came into view.
It was a one-bedroom apartment.
Not very big, probably only about thirty square meters.
A bed separated by a cabinet, outside is a small living room, which also has a not-too-large sofa, doubling as a dining area.
To the side, there is a very small kitchen and bathroom.
The entire room was clear at a glance.
