"Uncle Jian? What's wrong?"
Chu Ge noticed that Jian Chunqiu's expression was heavy, and asked curiously.
Jian Chunqiu pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "It's nothing, I just feel the surrounding environment is somewhat familiar, as if I've been here before."
Chu Ge knew that Jian Chunqiu had traveled all over the place these years, visiting many locations, so arriving at a familiar place but unable to recall its name wasn't surprising.
"Is it possible that you came here when you were younger and have forgotten about it?"
Jian Chunqiu thought for a moment, and it seemed plausible; for now, that was the only explanation.
He sighed lightly, "Who knows how long this rain will last."
"I remember checking the weather forecast before leaving, and there was no mention of rain; this downpour is so sudden."
Long Ang scratched his head, puzzled; he had specifically checked it at the time.
