【Dog Sorry】
The rain was pouring outside, endlessly washing down the living room floor-to-ceiling windows. Song Guanyu walked over to take a look and saw a thin layer of white mist forming on the glass. The rain had come suddenly and fiercely, showing no signs of stopping. Instead, it grew heavier, as if pent-up emotions were being released all at once, leaving nothing behind.
The unease that had been rising in her heart since she left in the morning intensified now. Ye Yansheng should be driving at this moment, so she refrained from calling or texting him—roads were slippery in the rain, and cars could skid easily.
He drove steadily; it would be fine.
Suppressing her worry, she reached out and touched the glass surface. The warmth of her palm cleared a bit of the mist, revealing her tightly furrowed brow in the reflection. Her other hand hung by her side, when suddenly something soft grabbed her fingertips.
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