The Bund was packed with people. It was a must-visit landmark for anyone coming to Magic City, with its international architecture, the surging Huangpu River, the famous Oriental Pearl Tower across the water, and Pudong's towering skyscrapers.
Men and women, young and old alike, always lost themselves in the splendor of China's greatest metropolis.
Yet at this moment, people were hurrying along in panic, some even breaking into a run. The weather had turned against them; in the blink of an eye, dark clouds had covered the sky, and rain came pouring down.
"Seriously, it was bright and sunny just a moment ago. How did it suddenly start raining this hard? I even checked the weather forecast yesterday. It only said sunny turning cloudy—nothing about rain."
Under the eaves of a streetside shop, He Yao complained bitterly, her hair mussed by the rain.
She had held herself back for an entire week. When Friday finally came, she messaged Wang Yan again and asked whether he was free that weekend, inviting him out for a street photography walk. Wang Yan did not refuse, and so the two finally met for the second time.
Wang Yan smiled and consoled her. "Well, people always say the weather is unpredictable. How could they be that certain? It's fine—we took quite a few photos already. It's about time for lunch anyway, so let's grab something to eat."
He Yao checked that the camera in her hands was safe, then nodded. "I'll treat you. What do you want to eat?"
"If you're treating, what's there for me to pick? You know me—my appetite's just good."
"That's true. Your appetite really is impressive."
He Yao nodded in agreement, looked around, and pointed to a Western restaurant across the street. "Let's go there."
Wang Yan waved both hands