Another night.
Tang Rui always felt, perhaps mistakenly, that the rain tonight was exactly the same as the night many years ago when Wen Xishu invited her to unleash chaos...
Identical.
When she and Wen Xishu prepared to go out, she felt as though she had been transported back in time.
...
...
Jiangcheng.
As the rain poured down across the city, amidst the lights of a thousand homes, the family of three from the Li family were happily enjoying their hot pot.
At this moment, suddenly someone knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" the daughter naturally asked.
"Did you order delivery?" Mr. Li's wife asked.
Mr. Li shook his head:
"In this weather, who would be delivering food."
A woman's voice came from outside the door:
"I'm your elder sister."
The first reaction from Mr. Li and his wife was one of shock — what sister?
But clearly, the voice was responding to the daughter's "Who is it." Only the daughter's expression immediately shifted from puzzled to dazed.
