I didn't know if I was talking to him or to myself.
After those words fell, Shen Lin remained silent, and the car became quiet once again.
The windshield wipers swung side to side, pushing the water away from the glass.
Li Zaijun's mood, for no apparent reason, plummeted, adding a touch of irritability.
Neither of them spoke again. It wasn't long before they were about to arrive at the courtyard house, and as the car was about to stop by the roadside ahead, Shen Lin handed her an umbrella:
"You can't drive into the alley, so I won't accompany you further. Take this umbrella with you, don't get wet."
He didn't bring up anything else, as if she hadn't said anything at all just moments ago.
Li Zaijun silently took the umbrella, even though the rain wasn't that heavy anymore, and she could have refused it.
After the car stopped, she unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, and without looking back, she said:
"You should still go to the blind date this weekend."
