"Damn." Su Junhao cursed, then leaned against the car, lighting a cigarette as he held his phone.
He had smoked half the cigarette when a sudden thought struck him: did she go the wrong way? Thinking about her scatterbrained personality, it's totally possible.
A loud thunder rumbled across the sky, rumble, rumble...
He quickly got into the car as the sky filled with lightning and thunder.
He started the car just as a torrential rain began pouring down from the sky.
Jian Yanyan sat on the steps, looking up at the sky, "Damn it, God, do you have a grudge against me or are you jealous of my youth and beauty?"
She used her handbag to shield her head as she got up from the steps, not knowing which way to go. This was the suburb, with no houses on either side of the road, just streetlights, bare and empty. She didn't even have a place to hide from the rain.
