A black umbrella, a black raincoat, a gaze like a torch, and a voice like a lion's roar.
"Slow down!"
At the harsh shout, the boy who had been brazenly pushing through the crowd immediately slowed his pace.
He was afraid that if he went any faster, that black umbrella would come crashing down on his neck.
Shen Yuan held Li Zhi's hand right under the discipline teacher's nose, and he could clearly feel their clasped hands getting wet.
It wasn't from nervous sweat, but from the rain.
The umbrellas formed a dense canopy, and every so often, another would jostle against theirs.
Rainwater would then slide right off and pour down between them.
It landed on their hands, soaking them.
But soon, Shen Yuan felt another hand grasp his.
Just like that morning, Li Zhi held on to Shen Yuan tightly.
Shen Yuan gave a tug, pulling Li Zhi closer to his side. He then tilted the umbrella slightly, making sure she was completely covered.
"Hey, make sure you don't get wet."
