Nan Zhe did not move.
His thoughts drifted away and he suddenly thought of his school days.
It rained heavily on his birthday.
That night, a few of his classmates and childhood friends helped him celebrate his birthday at a restaurant near the school.
Qi Yan was the last to arrive.
When she arrived, everyone in the private room had already left.
Only he was still there.
"Brother Nan! Oh. Are you the only one left…"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I live a little far away. The rain is too heavy. I couldn't get a taxi at all."
When she came in, her jacket was wet, and her short hair was still dripping from the rain.
He had been waiting for her, so it would be a lie to say that he was not angry.
After school that day, she said that she would definitely come, so he kept waiting.
The seat beside him had always been reserved for her. His childhood friends wanted to come over and sit, but he rejected them.