Ling Sheng looked at his location on WeChat. Jun Shiyan was already downstairs.
She greeted her grandparents and ran out secretly. It was raining lightly outside. She had just walked out when she started shivering from the cold. When she looked up, she saw the man standing under the streetlamp opposite her.
He was wearing a long black trench coat that accentuated his tall figure. His handsome face was illuminated by the dim orange streetlights.
She did not know how long it had been raining, but the man's hair was a little wet. Upon seeing her come out, he hurried over to welcome her.
Ling Sheng's teeth were chattering from the cold. When the man's warm coat was draped over her shoulders, her heart softened. She looked up at him and asked reproachfully, "Why aren't you holding an umbrella?"
Xu Xi, who was not far away, passed an umbrella over and retreated quickly.