Gu Qing stood by the side of the road waiting for Zhou Chengyun when she suddenly felt a dampness on her cheek. She reached up to touch it, only to feel streaks of rain sliding down her neck. In an instant, the fine mist turned into heavy, pea-sized droplets that hit the ground with a rhythmic pattering. The area was wide open, with absolutely nowhere to take shelter.
Is this some essential scene from a tragic drama? Gu Qing looked up at the ink-black sky and couldn't help but laugh at herself.
"Hey, I'm not that upset. From the moment Gu Ruo was born, I knew I wasn't the favored one. I had long anticipated a scene like today's. So, could you please stop with the melodramatic acts? If it rains this hard, my clothes will get soaked."
Chapter 45