In the evening, drizzle stained the city's neon lights, and dark clouds covered the sky. When Jiang An walked out of the coffee shop, the weather was still gloomy. Xia Zi's boyfriend had already crossed the street with an umbrella and walked towards them. After exchanging brief pleasantries with Jiang An, he and Xia Zi hooked arms and got into the car, leaving Jiang An standing alone in front of the coffee shop.
If she remembered correctly, not far from here there should be a bus stop. Just as the girl was about to run for it, a misty blue umbrella suddenly appeared above her head, with rain droplets dripping along the fine patterns to the ground, splashing tiny ripples.
Jiang An looked up in surprise, greeted by a dark black tie, and a deep voice followed above her head, "Where are you planning to go? I'll give you a lift."
