July 30, 2023, Sunday, Rain, 21~26℃.
6:40 in the morning.
Raindrops pattered to the ground, splashing into small flowers of water.
"Brother Song, the rain has lessened now, no need to take a taxi." Qian Lele held an umbrella, lowered her head, and walked slowly forward.
Tang Song looked up at the sky and shook his head: "Judging by the sky, it's going to rain heavily again soon, and the road is full of puddles. Better take a taxi."
"Okay." Qian Lele pressed her lips tightly.
She seemed to have a lot to say, but it all got stuck in her throat, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
She really wanted to ask Tang Song what time he would leave, hoping he could wait for her to get off work and help him pack up together.
But she was afraid of making things difficult for him.
Tang Song turned his head and calmly asked: "By the way, Lele, what time do you get off work this afternoon?"
