The rain tonight falls heavily and densely.
It lasts for hours without even a moment's pause.
At this moment, a car drives from the small road by the bridgehead toward the underside of the bridge.
After stopping at less than a half-meter distance from the shore, a man gets out of the car first.
He holds an umbrella and also opens the back door of the car.
Looking at the woman inside the car, a smile appears on his face:
"We've arrived, get out. The rain is heavy and the road is slippery, be careful."
The woman inside the car lifts her head, and under the illumination of the car light, her mostly gray-white hair looks strikingly obvious.
However, when she lifts her head, despite her haggard appearance, it's still clear that she is a young girl.
The girl looks at the scene outside the car, and with a powerless smile says, "Has this day finally come? This bridge... is the resting place you've chosen for me?"
