I didn't know how long had passed when suddenly a wind blew, carrying dust with it. Su Chen looked up, only to realize that the stars in the sky had vanished. X city's summers were prone to rain; the weather was fickle—changing at a moment's notice, with storms that arrived without warning.
Su Chen spoke, "Looks like it's about to rain, let's head back to the car."
Li Qingshen nodded, turned around, and Su Chen followed.
They had not yet reached their car when a torrential downpour began.
Su Chen ran quickly to his car.
However, Li Qingshen stood still, not moving. He merely turned his head, glancing into the distance. The rain was heavy, quickly soaking his clothes.
Su Chen got into his car and through the rearview mirror saw Li Qingshen standing in the rain. It was as if he could tell he was hesitant about something. The action of closing the car door paused for a moment. Then, leaning out, he called out to Li Qingshen, "Qingshen, when that girl turned to run, I saw her cry."
