Behind them, Ling'er also stood alone in the rain, hiding at the corner of a wall, her face covered in tears mingling with the rain as she muffled her sobs. She could not help stealing another look, but every glance felt like a knife driven into her heart. Her heart bled, turning into two streams of tears that would not stop. And so, as the rain kept falling and love refused to break, Ling'er slowly crouched against the wall in the rain, covered her face, and wept bitterly.
Mu Bai stood motionless, and Caiwei refused to let go. They remained like that, neither moving, each feeling the other's coldness, neither willing to give up, until the rain finally stopped and the morning clouds appeared in the eastern sky, an especially deep crimson.
After a night in the rain, a trace of warmth reached her from behind. Caiwei turned to glance at the morning clouds, a happy smile appearing on her face. Then her legs gave way and she fainted, falling onto the flagstones. In the splashing droplets shone the fiery red sun rising behind her.
Some early risers were already peering over, watching the pair curiously. Mu Bai still stood woodenly in the street, with Caiwei unconscious at his feet.
Gradually, more pedestrians appeared.
"What are they doing?"
"Was someone murdered?"
"Ah, one has lost his heart, the other her soul. Young people can never escape being bound by love..."
More and more pedestrians gathered, surrounding Mu Bai and Caiwei several rows deep, pointing and chattering. With a spectacle to watch, these people had all forgotten what they had risen early to do. Of course, many of them might simply have gotten up because they were too bored to sleep.
Ling'er also felt somewhat dazed. Bracing herself against the wall,