He didn't know how long it took before he left the villa and walked out to the small courtyard holding an umbrella.

As soon as he came out, the rain poured down on his big black umbrella, falling down like a torrent along the edge of the umbrella. The raindrops fell on the surface of the umbrella, crackling like beads bouncing.

Josnian looked straight ahead.

There is nothing in the distance, only endless darkness stretching out with no end in sight.

Josnian's eyes were filled with sparkling luster, just like the lights on the roadside, hazy and gleaming with clarity.

Raindrops splashed and danced beside his shoes, making his feet wet.

The wind blew on him, blowing the corners of his suit, and there was always a deep and profound look in his deep eyebrows.

The cool breeze felt different on his body, and Josnian stood in the rain for a long time, holding an umbrella with his well-jointed fingers, his figure blending into the night.

In his dream, he had dreamed of such a scene countless times.

On a rainy day, he held a big umbrella and walked under the night.

But in the dream, there was always a little girl beside him.

The little girl is the same person, but her appearance has changed. She is short and cute when she is about ten years old; she is rebellious, stubborn and ignorant when she is fifteen or sixteen years old; she is older, probably eighteen or nineteen years old, and is slim and graceful.

Beautiful and touching.

He never knew that a girl's growth over many years could be described so clearly in a dream, which was quite magical.

And this girl looks so much like Ye Jiaqi.

In the dream, he would often hold the umbrella for her. When the rain was too heavy, he would tilt the umbrella toward her. It didn't matter if the rain fell on his shoulder, as long as she couldn't catch the rain.

He was always taciturn when walking side by side.

But she was different. She seemed very happy, even excited, and would talk to him a lot, such as her classmate was caught copying homework by the teacher, and the music teacher taught them how to dance today.

They were all childish topics that he wouldn't want to hear on a normal day, but somehow in his dreams, he not only listened to them all, but he often listened as far as he could go.

The sound of rain mixed with her clear voice was like beautiful music in the world, which made him unable to stop.

Josnian rubbed his forehead.

He was so stunned that he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

The rain was pouring in front of him, and there was no one except himself.

He has never been a sentimental person, nor does he use emotions, but now he doesn't know why, but several dreams can keep reminding him.

Maybe those dreams were too clear.

Josnian chuckled, with the corners of his lips rising in a sarcastic tone.

He strode into the rain and sat in his car.

He didn't leave the hospital, and he wouldn't leave that night.

I lit a cigarette, and the smell of cigarettes quickly filled the narrow space inside the car, with a strong smell of nicotine.

His people have always been guarding the surroundings of the hospital. The dragon has never seen its head and tail, hiding in the darkness. Even he himself can feel the gloominess.

It was raining heavily and the wipers were not turned on. The car glass was hazy and the vision was blurry.

He didn't have a headache today, and his thoughts were always clear. He didn't take any medicine, just smoked a cigarette and listened to the sound of rain outside the window.

It's white everywhere. After autumn, the cold wave comes, and it's winter again.

Winter is cold and difficult to endure.
Chapter completed!