Jiang Xiaobai ran forward with all his might, but hadn't gone far before he slipped again and fell directly into a nearby garbage heap. This area of the city village was filled with such heaps, and the heavy rain had washed trash everywhere, permeating the air with a stench.
Xiao Qian caught up to him and finally opened her umbrella to shield him from the rain, exposing herself entirely to the downpour.
"Just go! Don't worry about me!"
Lying in a pile of garbage, Jiang Xiaobai felt like a waste. Traveling back in time was meant to find the new saint and protect their safety, yet now he couldn't even take care of himself.
"Jiang Xiaobai, are you angry? Please don't be mad, okay?"
Xiao Qian's voice turned incredibly gentle, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have driven you out, and I regretted it as soon as you left. Come back with me, the rain is heavy, let's talk about everything at home, okay?"
