"Rumble..."
At that moment, a faint peal of thunder sounded from the horizon. Ji Yuan looked up. Besides clearly seeing lightning in the distance, he could vaguely make out the sky full of dark clouds. Rain was about to fall.
"Clear weather is good; rain is even better. A fine omen!"
Since arriving in this world, perhaps because of his eyes and hearing, Ji Yuan's favorite weather had become rainy days. To be more precise, he liked moderate rainfall best—not too little, nor too much.
No matter how normal Ji Yuan's movements appeared to outsiders, it could not conceal the fact that his eyesight was poor. Only on rainy days could the world become exceptionally clear in Ji Yuan's mind.
He took the willow branch Yin Qing had picked yesterday, washed up simply, brought an oil-paper umbrella, and headed out into the street.
As he walked along the streets of Tianniu Quarter, the jujube flower fragrance of past days had already vanished. Perhaps after getting up today, the neighbors of Tianniu Quarter would sense that something was off, yet be unable to say exactly what it was. Perhaps the sharper ones would suddenly realize that the fragrance was gone.
But at the very least, Ji Yuan had not yet met any neighborhood residents who asked him about the flower fragrance.
He left Tianniu Quarter and had just reached the street.
Then the heavy rain came pouring down with a whoosh.
Ji Yuan happened to raise his umbrella over his head two seconds before the rain fell. Listening to the raindrops strike the streets on three sides, as well as the caught-off-guard pedestrians and street dogs, he could not help revealing a knowing smile.
At that moment, Ning'an County within the range of Ji Yuan's hearing thoroughly "came alive" in his