It's still raining outside, the ground is wet and slippery, Vera Wave couldn't possibly let Grandma Wave go by herself.
Taking the umbrella handed over by Sister Feng, she stepped out of the living room, walked step by step through the courtyard, until she stood in front of Kris Cooper.
She moved the umbrella forward, shielding it over his head.
Kris Cooper sat there without speaking, just silently exhaling a mouthful of smoke.
The blue smoke rose, stinging her throat and eyes. Vera squinted her eyes and coughed lightly a couple of times.
Hearing her cough, the man frowned, threw the still half-burnt cigarette on the ground, and crushed it with force using his foot.
She bit her lip, swallowed, and softly spoke.
"Shall we go inside?"
Kris Cooper raised his face from the steps, his amber eyes fixedly staring into hers.
"Are you still leaving?"
She took a deep breath, looked away, and fixed her gaze on a small blade of grass shaking in the wind and rain by the door.
