Overcast, icy rain.
The cool young girl waits at the platform.
Xue Chuchu initially thought that she would wait for the next bus, or the one after that, perhaps even longer.
She had prepared herself for a long wait, and just then, Jiang Ning stirred the disordered crowd and appeared before her.
The weather was cold, rain was falling; whether it was Xue Chuchu's reluctance to stare or the rainy weather, Jiang Ning's face seemed elusive, except for a pair of ink-like eyes that were unforgettable.
Behind him, Xue Yuantong poked her head out, her palm-sized face hiding beneath a hat, excitedly calling out: "Chuchu, let's go home!"
Xue Yuantong enjoyed Chuchu's surprised expression, secretly pleased, and felt a sense of achievement rescuing Chuchu from a dire situation!
"Huh?" Xue Chuchu was completely taken aback by Jiang Ning's arrival, as there had never been such a precedent.
