Rain pelted him, and when the wind blew, he felt a little cold.
Qin Buran suddenly felt that it was all rather pointless.
When Mrs. Qin pushed him, he had no desire to resist at all.
He stumbled, his body tipping off balance.
"Didn't I tell you?" A pair of hands suddenly slipped around Qin Buran's waist, and a transparent umbrella shielded him from the rain.
His back collided with the man's chest.
Qin Buran's breath caught. He looked up and met Pei Hang's eyes.
The man had single-lidded eyes, bright and clear, his gaze utterly gentle. "You should've gone inside to wait for me when it started raining. Why are you still out here?"
Qin Buran was a little dazed.
Pei Hang's body heat seeped into him, warm and comforting.
His voice came from behind him too, soft and gentle. "You're soaked through. Are you cold?"
Qin Buran looked at him, seemingly taken aback.
Pei Hang... hadn't run away?
He straightened, unable to quite make sense of it.
How was that possible...?
Hadn't Pei Hang sent him away earlier so he could drive off and escape the marriage?
"You get sick so easily." Pei Hang wiped the rain from Qin Buran's face, then brushed aside the hair hanging over his eyes. "Don't you know how to take care of yourself? You just stood here getting drenched?"
The gesture was far too intimate, and so were his words.
They made Qin Buran nervous, and he instinctively stepped back.
The man reached out and pulled him close again.
Then he firmly pried open Qin Buran's hand and placed the umbrella in it.
"..." Holding the umbrella, Qin Buran had absolutely no idea what was going on.
He watched the man take off his trench coat, drape it over Qin Buran's shoulders,