Cheng Juan looked up when he heard his voice and asked in an undulated voice, "Do you know him?"
The rain and mist were very heavy and seemed to form a veil around Qin Ran.
Lu Zhaoying nodded, then shook his head again. He opened the door and felt like his brain was going to explode. "I don't know, but he looks very similar to Yang Fei."
Lu Zhaoying got out of the car and trotted to the gate.
Yang Fei?
Cheng Juan had never heard of this name before, so he just turned towards them. He put his hand on the window and knocked on it distractedly, his whole body leaning on the door and wrinkling his black shirt.
It wasn't until the tall figure left that Cheng Juan looked away expressionlessly.
At the hospital gate.
When Lu Zhaoying trotted all the way to Qin Ran's side, the tall boy with the cap beside Qin Ran had already walked into the rain.
Once closer, the face under the cap became clearer.