Crash...
In the midst of the storm, the world was shrouded in a gray mist.
The buildings of West State University had their outlines blurred by the rain screen.
A group of students braved the storm, holding leaky umbrellas, running towards the teaching building, stepping in the puddles with uneven strides.
"Hurry, hurry!"
"Damn, this rain is too heavy."
"The umbrella is leaking!"
"I'm soaked to the bone."
"Water got into my shoes."
Splash...
A battered van stopped at the parking space at the foot of the teaching building.
The door opened, and out stepped Bai Mo, dressed in a black tracksuit with his pant legs rolled up, wearing slippers, stepping elegantly in puddles, causing splashes. On his shoulder was a little chubby red fox, holding an umbrella for him and carrying his bag.
Bai Mo grinned.
So what if it's an old van?
An old van can also shield from the wind and rain, which is far better than his classmates who ran from the dormitory in the pouring rain!
