Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

At least for Zhen Shaoxiang, they are a perfect match.

He bought an umbrella first.

Then he walked up to the middle-aged man.

“I’ll take all of these candied hawthorns,” Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Huh? Really?"

The middle-aged vendor couldn't believe it; he had never encountered anyone buying so many candied hawthorns at once. He thought the vendor was a good person and wanted him to pack up and go home to rest early.

"Wrap the tail with white tin foil," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"okay."

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Zhen Shaoxiang was not far from Bei Weiwei's home.

If it weren't raining, he would have liked to walk there by himself.

So I called a car, and it arrived in ten minutes.

He walked into the residential area with an umbrella.

Dense raindrops pattered against his umbrella, bringing a chill to the air.

In the dark and rainy neighborhood, there wasn't a single pedestrian in sight, and my ears were covered by an umbrella.

After finding the house number.

My gaze fell directly on room 301, but I had no idea which bedroom she lived in.

The curtains were drawn, and the lights were not visible.

I sent a WeChat voice message directly.

Bei Weiwei, who was playing games and hadn't gone to sleep yet, picked up her phone and saw it was him, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"Hey, husband."

The crackling sound from both directions made it a bit noisy, but it was still audible.

"Madam, you're still awake?" Zhen Shaoxiang asked.

"Hmm, hmm? It's raining heavily in the capital too?" Bei Weiwei was a little surprised.

Instead of answering, Zhen Shaoxiang asked directly, "Tell me, do you live in the south bedroom or the north bedroom?"

Generally speaking, girls tend to have a poor sense of direction.

But this was her home after all, and she remembered it very clearly.

"What's going on in the south?"

"That's right. Pull back the curtains and look down," Zhen Shaoxiang said calmly.

"..."

The clever Bei Weiwei didn't ask why at all.

A surge of unexpected joy welled up inside me, filled with anticipation.

She stood up and gently opened the curtains.

Under the dark curtain of rain, a figure stands by a street lamp, holding an umbrella.

boom--

Bei Weiwei's heart burst forth as if a raging fire had erupted.

That longing, flowing like a river, began to surge forth...

She suppressed her excitement.

"You, you mustn't tell me that person was you..."

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...

Zhen Shaoxiang then tilted the umbrella behind him, revealing his view, and saw a small face staring straight at him from the middle of the curtain.

"It's not me, it's a ghost."

Such a gaze in response.

It's really him! !

Bei Weiwei was already certain, even though she still couldn't see clearly, this rainy night was already romantic.

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

Surprise!

What a wonderful surprise!

He actually came all this way to see me, braving the heavy rain...

I am so touched!

"wait for me."

She slammed her phone down on the table, strode to the door, opened it, and rushed downstairs.

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Watching the motion-activated lights come on one by one from the third floor to the first floor.

Zhen Shaoxiang knew that she had come down.

He went straight to meet them.

In front of that building.

click!

The iron gate opened with a click.

A tall figure appeared before my eyes.

Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and she wore a white nightgown and shorts. Her long, enchanting legs remained fair even in the dim light.

His eyes sparkled.

She took two steps forward and opened her arms.

"manager!!"

pia!

In such an exciting, surprising, and romantic moment, it's amazing that you can still call him "manager." Maybe you're just used to it.

But this did not stop him from throwing away the umbrella with one hand and holding the "rose" open with the other.

that's all...

Bei Weiwei rushed into Zhen Shaoxiang's arms like a fawn.

Then, he stood on tiptoe and kissed her.

It was an involuntary outpouring of emotion when feelings ran deep.

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In this drizzling rain, we can always embrace each other.

After a long while...

Bei Weiwei then slowly released her grip.

There were still specks of clear liquid on her soft, fragrant lips.

Zhen Shaoxiang took out the roses from his hand and placed them in front of her.

"I couldn't buy any roses, so please make do with these."

what?

Bei Wei was slightly taken aback.

My heart was once again struck by a sweet blow.

Because she missed him so much, the moment she came down, all she could see was him.

Only then did I realize that these red things were actually candied hawthorns.

"Pfft~"

"Don't laugh, what's wrong with candied hawthorns? Aren't they red too? And you can eat them too," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Thank you, I love it."