Splash!
Torrential rain poured from the sky, battering the ground and sending ripples splashing across the pavement.
Above, black clouds dark as ink unleashed a cascading downpour.
Below, pooled water splashed and streamed toward the drain covers.
The rain veiled the entire world. At a glance, it was impossible to tell whether it rose from the earth or fell from the sky.
Chu Zihang sat by the classroom window, his hands folded atop his desk as he watched the rain outside.
It was still evening, but every trace of sunlight had been cut off high above by the dark clouds.
The school gate, once filled with car horns, now held only the sound of rainwater flowing.
He was the only one left in the classroom.
This rainy day looked so much like that day two years ago.
Chu Zihang was reciting his "diary" again.
In the diary, that man had turned his back to him and swung his blade at a god. His back had been as dependable as a mountain.
That was the day he learned that the man named Chu Tianjiao was an unparalleled hero.
But it was also the day he lost the father he had never liked all that much.
Only after losing him did he realize how important that man had been to him.
Today's rainstorm was just like that day's.
Chu Zihang looked out the window.
He saw the entrance to the first-floor corridor of the teaching building across from him.
Lu Mingfei stood there, looking around like a monkey about to jump into water.
Chu Zihang did not know much about Lu Mingfei's family.
He remembered that younger student because he relived the scene of his father's death every day.
And Lu Mingfei had happened to be at the beginning of that scene.