The rain has stopped.

But the girl's mood did not change even after the rain stopped; she just kept staring at the ground.

Since it's no longer raining, we can no longer share an umbrella together.

With this thought in mind, my already gloomy mood became even more depressed.

"The rain has stopped..."

"Yes, the rain has stopped."

Wen Mo, standing beside him, reached out and, seeing that it wasn't raining, put down his umbrella, shook it vigorously, and the rainwater on the umbrella was immediately shaken off.

Xia Lian's pretty eyebrows drooped in disappointment, and she looked pale. Her slender white fingers twisted repeatedly beneath her.

However, the next second...

The shadow on the ground was covered by a circle.

"Huh...?" Xia Lian raised her head blankly, only to find that the umbrella had returned to her head.

Seeing her surprised expression, Wen Mo shook the umbrella handle he was holding and continued to hold the umbrella as if nothing had happened.

"It's not raining anymore," Xia Lian reminded him cautiously, as if worried that Wen Mo might not have noticed that the rain had stopped.

"I know."

Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, Wenmo scratched his face awkwardly and continued, pretending to be slow to catch on, "But it seems like no one says you can't use an umbrella when it's not raining."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xia Lian, reached out his other hand to hold the girl's small hand, and gave her an embarrassed smile.

Xia Lian's eyes flickered slightly, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a different kind of emotion, and she obediently responded.

"Um."

The road was still damp after the rain, with puddles everywhere like mirrors. Everyone around had put down their umbrellas, but the two silly cousins ​​were still happily using their umbrellas for shelter.

People would occasionally turn around and look at them, but Wen Mo and Xia Lian didn't feel uncomfortable. They just felt that being happy was enough, and they shouldn't worry about so much.

They walked hand in hand, their umbrellas turning gently in their hands.