As evening fell, the temperature gradually cooled. Dark clouds rolled across the sky, and sheets of black clouds at the horizon were rushing in this direction.
Luo Ye sat in his electric wheelchair on the balcony, staring out the window with the vague feeling that he had forgotten something important.
It was about to rain.
Right, Senior's quilt was still on the rooftop.
Luo Ye hurriedly stood up and prepared to go upstairs to bring it in.
But the rain came much faster than he did. By the time he reached the rooftop, a light drizzle had already begun to fall.
Fortunately, it had only just started. Luo Ye gathered up the quilt, which had not yet been soaked by the rain.
Holding Senior's quilt, he stood in the rooftop stairwell. The moment he stepped inside, torrential rain began to pour down behind him.
Luo Ye let out a sigh of relief. Good thing he had made it in time.
Holding Senior's quilt, Luo Ye could smell the rich scent of sunshine lingering on it, mixed with her own fragrance. It was utterly irresistible, almost addictive.
After returning home and tossing Senior's quilt onto her bed, Luo Ye sent her a message.
Mr. Luo: When are you coming back?
Senior had gone to the bookstore with Qin Yuwen. He had no idea what they were busy with.
Madam Zhou: It's raining. We'll head back once it lets up a little.
Seeing that message, Luo Ye checked the weather forecast on his phone.
This heavy rain would probably last more than two hours. He returned to the balcony and sat back down in his electric wheelchair. Listening to the rain with his eyes closed, he soon fell asleep.
Getting an early start on retirement...
He had a dream.
He dreamed about