The next day.
"It's really raining..." Jiang Nian looked up and glanced at the window, where a gust of cold, dust-laden wind blew in.
Oh wow, Li Hua's championship dream is gone.
The sky was still too early, and he glanced at the ongoing video. The class leader evidently hadn't woken up yet; the other end was silent.
Jiang Nian didn't hang up the video call, carefully tiptoed out of the room.
After washing up, he returned to the room and put his phone on silent mode. Then, he took some cash from the drawer, grabbed his bag, and took an umbrella as he went out.
Downstairs.
He tossed his phone into his pocket and walked into the misty, cold rain of the early morning under an umbrella.
While buying breakfast at the marinated meat roll shop, he ran into Zhou Haifei again. In the not-too-heavy rain, she was holding an old umbrella.
"Morning."
