"Why did it suddenly start raining?"
Startled by the thunder, Jiang Yao scurried into Chen Yuan's arms. Tugging his sleeve, she led him to the window. Although she was scared, she craned her neck to peek outside, listening to the rain fall as densely as drumbeats in a torrential downpour.
When the two of them were together at noon, the Lanjing air had just been chilly, not humid at all.
The sky had been gloomy, but there was no sign of impending rain.
But now, in the pitch-black night sky, thick bolts of lightning flashed relentlessly, followed by the low, muffled rumble of thunder.
The violently rattling window made one fear it would shatter at any moment.
'This has to be at least a thunderstorm!'
Jiang Yao instinctively shrank deeper into Chen Yuan's embrace. 'If I could, I'd shrink down to the size of a fingernail and hide in Chen Yuan's hair or his pocket. I'd just poke half my head out and tremble while waiting for the storm to pass. Only then would I feel safe enough.'
