"After I started working and had the money, I bought it back, just to have something to remember it by."

Jiang Tian stated calmly.

Ling Qingyue felt sorry for her and could only silently follow her, so that she could always feel the presence of another person by her side and tell her that she was not alone.

G City has been experiencing continuous heavy rain recently; it didn't rain yesterday, but it made up for it today.

Before they even left the old house, a torrential downpour began outside.

Jiang Tian opened the window. The torrential rain was so heavy it felt like it could bend a person's back. She turned to Ling Qingyue and said, "Let's wait here for a while until the rain stops. It's too heavy to continue now."

Ling Qingyue had no objection; whatever she said went.

The aunt was quite diligent; although the house was old, it was kept very clean.

The confined space contained only the two of them, and Ling Qing's heart would race whenever she thought about it.

I thought the rain would stop soon, but it just kept getting heavier.

The rain continued unabated even as night fell.

The small house had electricity but not much furniture, just a simple sofa and a bed.

Jiang Tian turned on the light, and the two of them sat on the sofa.

"Looks like I won't be able to leave tonight. I never imagined that my first night in this house would be with you."

Jiang Tian turned her head and gave Ling Qingyue a soft smile.

In her own house, she shed her hedgehog disguise.

The two were so close that Ling Qingyue could see her gentle beauty and was so nervous that he couldn't move.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "...I'm very obedient and won't bother you."

Jiang Tian looked at him seriously: "You have indeed been very obedient during this time."

She had barely finished speaking when a thunderclap exploded in the sky.

"Boom!"

Jiang Tian shuddered involuntarily, and Ling Qingyue quickly put his arm around her: "Are you alright?"

Jiang Tian was in his arms, the two of them pressed tightly together.

The torrential rain outside the room was deafening, and the sky was dark and gloomy, as if the end of the world was about to arrive.

The two people in the room stared at each other in complete silence.

An indescribable atmosphere was spreading.

Ling Qingyue's throat moved slightly. He could no longer hold back, and with trembling hands, he eagerly cupped Jiang Tian's face in his hands: "Can I... do it?"