"Hmm, you go ahead, I'll stay here for a bit longer to experience the rain, then I'll head back."
Qi Xiaojin took a deep breath.
It was the smell of peace.
Ever since the apocalypse descended, rainy days represented bad weather, represented being hunted, represented the spread of toxic fog, represented so much more... but none of which were pleasant words.
Only that rainy night, when two severely injured people had to huddle together in a dark corner to keep warm due to their thin clothing, that scene remained forever in Qi Xiaojin's heart.
That rainy day really washed away all the disgust towards the rainy days of the apocalypse.
Qi Xiaojin took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and inhaled deeply.
"Sister Jin, the wind is a bit strong, be careful not to catch a cold."
Suddenly, Fang Yu's voice sounded, bringing Qi Xiaojin's consciousness back to the present.
She tilted her head to see that Fang Yu was still at the door, hadn't gone in yet.
