Thousands of years

Chapter 4

Even in the city of Hangzhou where there is a rainy season, the coming and going of the rain does not need to be predicted by others. A pile of clouds accumulates, in exchange for a few hours of sultry heat, and the rain comes one after another.

But the lotus in the West Lake is very bitter. It has just been scorched by the scorching heat during the day. After finally being able to see the haze of the setting sun, the blooming flowers are attacked by the sudden rain. It's going to be a disaster.

"It's raining." Three or two drops of drizzle and the rising wind poured down on the bright and future lotus leaves, all of which signaled the arrival of a rain.

The road from the hospital to home was not far away, but An Ji and his parents walked for a long time, and even made a detour to the West Lake.

But along the way, no one took the initiative to speak, until An Ji felt the light rain that seemed to be there.

Opened her mouth, An Ji's mother just stood up from the chair, without saying anything, followed An Ji, walking aimlessly forward.

As for An Jianing, the father, he just followed behind like a background board, smoking one cigarette after another, leaving traces of himself in every trash can along the way.

It's not that An Jianing doesn't want to interfere with the communication between mother and daughter, but among the three present, only he is the least qualified to stop An Ji's thoughts, but because of the south wall he hit, he couldn't help but want to stop An Ji...

"Go faster, go faster, go out without an umbrella, it's going to rain!"

"Buy an umbrella at the newsstand over there, the West Lake is so beautiful in rainy days."

Passers-by who are running for the rain are rarely in the mood to look at these three strange people who are still "walking in the garden". Occasionally, they are curious and puzzled, but their eyes are hooked, and they will turn back when they walk three meters away. When God comes, all that is left is to hurry.

Seeing that the road surface was getting wet bit by bit, the blurred raindrops were dyed a little darker than the clean road surface—the rain was obviously much heavier than before, and it was already able to flow along the road in summer. Thick foliage crevices fell down.

An Ji opened his mouth slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he was leaped over by leaves, and the raindrops that had just come to his face blocked them back, and the three of them merged into the long scroll on the embankment of the West Lake together with the heavier and heavier rain.

"Shh..."

The moji of the three finally pierced the last line of defense of the cloud, causing the rain to pour down, and began to paint on the clothes of the three.

"pat, pat..."

"Crack!"

After a sound of treading water, it was the three people who had already run to the bus stop booth to wait for the bus.

In fact, Yu had already given enough time for passers-by to leave, but he never expected that there would be such three people who had no eyesight.So now there are only three members of An Ji's family left in the station booth.

There was a distance between the two chairs, which were occupied by the mother and daughter respectively.An Jianing, who made the mother and daughter look blank by the excuse of smoking, got his wish and stood at the outermost place under the booth, with a new cigarette in his mouth.

A bus came in the distance, An Ji didn't say anything, just stood up silently.

She was dressed in short sleeves, had just been drenched by the rain, and was sitting here blowing in the wind again, that bit of stubborn anger was still accumulated in her heart, and she could curl up a bit while sitting, but An Ji couldn't help shivering when she stood up.

"Let's go." An Ji's mother, He Yanqing, said this to An Jianing, her arms were already around her daughter who was now a head taller than her.

Hearing this, the latter took two sharp puffs of cigarettes, stubbed them out and put them into the trash can, turned around and ran towards the bus that had already entered the station, letting the smoke diffuse from his nostrils into the air, "Here we come. coming……"

After getting in the car, the mother and daughter sat together, one was looking out the window, and the other was staring at her husband, as if the scene An Jianing saw just now was a hallucination of smoke coming out.

(End of this chapter)