Was he wrong?
I couldn’t snap out of it. Our eyes locked as the rain intensified. He held the umbrella over my head, leaving himself exposed to the downpour. Water streamed down his short black hair, soaking him completely. And yet, he remained strikingly handsome, like a deity who had wandered into the mortal world.
A car horn blared, and the arrival of Han Yi shattered the pointless standoff.
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