Yue Lin watched her back grow distant, finally disappearing after a car door slammed shut. The car sped away with a roar, and at the same time, the rain that had been held back all day finally began to fall.
The rainwater hit Yue Lin, quickly soaking his carefully chosen clothes. His usually neat hair was flattened by the rain, and his flawless face, which should have looked noble and untouched by worldly dust, now appeared utterly despondent, like a sculpture marked with countless scars.
The rain was cold, sliding down his cheeks. There was no warmth in his body, and he was shivering, breathing with difficulty, yet feeling a warm sensation at the corner of his eye, different from the other raindrops.
Yue Lin was stunned for a moment, trembling as he touched the corner of his eye, then fell into darkness, completely passing out.
Tao Yu sat uneasily in the car, startled by the sound of rain. “Yue Lin is still outside. His body can’t handle getting wet. Getting wet could be dangerous.”
“Wouldn’t it be better if something happens to him? Then we won’t have to worry about him causing trouble,” Yue Ze said indifferently.
Tao Yu frowned at him. “He’s your own brother. How can you say such a thing?”
“What, are you feeling sorry for him?” Yue Ze was becoming impatient, his inner irritation seeking an outlet.
Tao Yu heard the anger in his voice and became more rational, knowing that in his eyes, her concern would seem unreasonable. She suppressed her worries and fell silent.
Yue Ze was about to continue questioning when An An’s father quickly interrupted: “Don’t worry. Those people have already caught up. They’ll definitely rescue Yue Lin first and won’t let him get wet.”
Tao Yu knew he meant well and forced a smile. After a while, she explained, “I just feel that he has taken care of me a lot recently. It doesn’t seem right to leave him like this.”
“…Hmm,” Yue Ze knew there were others in the car and it wasn’t the time to discuss this, so he responded perfunctorily.
The car fell silent again, the atmosphere so strange that even the chubby man didn’t dare to speak, repeatedly glancing in the rearview mirror as if afraid they might start arguing.
