June's weather changes as unpredictably as a child's moods.
Just now, the sky was clear, but a thick mass of dark clouds heralds a coming storm.
Ji Chuan dragged his heavy steps along the road, as the wind rocked the branches incessantly, and pedestrians hurriedly quickened their pace to seek shelter from the rain.
"Cheng Yue! Let's go home?" Shen Qiqi yelled loudly into Cheng Yue's ear, trying to hold down her dress fluttering wildly in the wind.
"I'm sorry, Qiqi. You go back on your own! I want to be alone." The news hit her hard, and Cheng Yue couldn't process it all at once.
His heart felt heavy and oppressed, and he had no words to express his pain.
"It's going to rain, Cheng Yue!"
So what if it rains? At this moment, Cheng Yue felt that the whole world was dark, with no light, no hope.
"Don't be like this! So what if you're heartbroken? Look at me, am I not being let down by you every day? I live through heartbreak every day, and over time, you'll become immune to it!"
