The night by the sea, once the visitors have left, is strangely silent.
All that's left around is the sound of the sea slapping against the beach and the rhythmic splash of raindrops hitting the sea.
In the rain, beneath a not-so-big jacket, two people are still kissing, lost in their passion, as if the world only consisted of him and her.
The interruption comes after the rain grew heavier.
The jacket, having been used as shelter for too long, was overwhelmed and began letting rain drip onto their heads.
Adrian glanced at Summer beside him, exchanged a smile, wrung out the soaked jacket slightly, and continued using it to shield above their heads, guiding Summer towards the car parked by the roadside.
When they returned to the car, both were quite drenched, but neither cared.
Seeing the thoroughly soaked Summer beside him, Adrian even burst out laughing.
Summer felt a little vexed and couldn't help but swing her fist to jab him, "It's all your fault!"
