"boom!"

The lightning was followed by a burst of thunder.

The TV in the living room is on, showing something.

Wang Taika and Zhi Enjiang were sitting together in front of the window, sitting on small chairs. There was a small table in the middle with some drinks and snacks on it.

Finally, Wang Taika, a stickler to the end, did something arty, which was to listen to the rain quietly with Zhien-chan.

Zhienjiang didn't know what was going on today, and she wasn't busy with anything as usual, and she didn't want to let Wang Taika do anything. Because it was a cloudy day, the light in the room was very dark, and she didn't want to turn on the light.

Just pull Wang Taika in front of the window, sitting face to face like this. It seems that just like this, she will feel at ease.

Wang Taika couldn't help but tease Zhien-chan for being so pretentious.

But Zhien-chan nodded seriously and said: "After getting to know you, I discovered that being pretentious is also good. At least I feel that there will be some sense of ritual whether it is the beginning or the end."

"End? What do you want to end?" Wang Taika asked.

Zhien-chan smiled: "It's just because of the rain that I feel a little inexplicably sad. Where does the end come from?"

"It's scary when you talk like this." Wang Taika said helplessly.

Zhien-chan smiled evilly: "What? Are you afraid that I will move out?"

Wang Taika said shamelessly: "Stay well until I pay off the money I owe you!"

"Hehehe." Zhienjiang asked with a smile: "Actually, the calculation method should be changed. If it is a small house like before, the rent is really not expensive. But in such a high-end community, it is actually very easy to pay off

Yes. It’s just that we haven’t calculated it.”

Wang Taika scratched his head and asked, "How about you lend me another few hundred million won? You can live here until the end of the world."

Zhien-chan's smile gradually faded and she asked: "Can you live until that time? If not, don't say such meaningless things."

"Just kidding, you are so serious all of a sudden. Zhien-chan, you seem to have become arrogant again recently!" Wang Taika didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhien-chan also started to lie: "If you want to blame it, blame it on Rainy Day. You told me not to mess with me."

"Did you say that?" Wang Taika asked back.

"Didn't I say it?" Zhien-chan thought for a while: "Oh, it's true that I didn't say it, but I have said it now, how about it?"

Wang Taika was speechless: "No temper!"

Zhien-chan was amused and threw the snacks in her hand at Wang Taika. Wang Taika dodged twice and said, "Don't waste food."

"Really, the originally sentimental atmosphere on rainy days has been disrupted by you." Zhien-chan complained with a smile: "What did I think at the beginning? I should sue you directly. I don't know how much I will be less angry.

.I won’t let you make me angry and bully me every day!”

Wang Taika couldn't help but laugh and said: "Isn't my sister just for bullying? Then wouldn't I, an oppa, have no sense of accomplishment?"

"Shut up! Shut up! You terrorist!" Zhien-chan retorted: "I haven't called you 'Oppa' yet! So stop being so pretty."

"Do I care what you call me? Anyway, now I have self-hypnotized myself to the point where I can hear all 'terrorists' as 'Oppa.'" Wang Taika smirked.

Zhien-chan looked at Wang Taika, her face really full of questions, and finally she choked out: "Humph!"

You see, when you are alone on a rainy day, it is easy to fall into a bad mood. But with two people, you will not be like that. Talking and laughing, surrounded by heavy rain, the small room seems to be the last safe island. The whole world is divided.

Listening to the patter of rain, my mood seemed to be sublimating in silence with the sound of rain.

There were small talk in the front and back seats, and the whole world was changing upside down in the pouring rain.

It was a very subtle mood, which made Wang Taika quickly recall many things in a short period of time, and finally smiled calmly.

People at different ages will have different thoughts. As time and experience increase, things will change a lot. After going through different stages, I still have some different feelings when I think about it.

This is quite a bit like "The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, the mature man listened to the rain in the boat, and now the monk listens to the rain below."

Wang Taika suddenly became very excited about poetry and said "Ah" immediately.

Zhien-chan was startled, even the snacks in her hand were frightened, and she looked at Wang Taika blankly.

After Wang Taika finished "ah", he continued to compose his own poem.

"The rain in the sky is cool, and the raindrops are cool when they fall on the ground. If the rain is intentional, it will probably be cool too!"

Zhien-chan directly crushed the remaining potato chip in her hand and gritted her teeth: "My potato chips...terrorist, you are almost cold, do you understand?"

"Shh! I'm composing a poem!" Wang Taika looked at the heavy rain outside the window and continued: "I just thought, no, this is a dialect. Ahem, it should be... I just thought, raindrops How like you!"

Zhienjiang continued to wait, but after waiting for a long time, Wang Taika didn't say anything more.

"Is it over?" Zhien-chan asked.

"Well, it's done." Wang Taika nodded, looked at Zhien-chan who was about to explode, and said quickly: "How about you do a song too!"

In the past, Zhien-chan would have given Wang Taika a roll of her eyes and said something heartbreaking. But today's Zhien-chan was a bit strange, she actually agreed to Wang Taika's boring suggestion.

Zhien-chan actually really thought about it and said: "Rain in the sky is cool, raindrops are cool when they fall on the ground, and if the rain is intentional, it is probably also cool! I just thought, how much the raindrops look like you ah!"

Wang Taika frowned: "Are you plagiarizing me?"

Zhien-chan smiled and continued talking about this thing that could barely be called a "poetry".

"My hand was warm when I reached out, but it became cold before I could catch the raindrops."

"I opened an umbrella that was just right for me and watched the rain drop by drop."

Wang Taika wanted to laugh a little. Is "drop by drop and drop by drop" also considered a kind of poetry? Let's make up the number of words!

Zhienjiang looked at Wang Taika's expression of wanting to laugh, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "Suddenly, I was scared."

Wang Taika nodded and continued to listen to Zhien-chan's poem, but after waiting for a while, there was no follow-up.

"Um...is it over?" Wang Taika asked.

Zhien-chan nodded: "Yes!"

Wang Taikatian said shamelessly: "We are really matched against each other!"

Zhien-chan looked at Wang Taika and asked softly: "How is my poem?"

"After all, he is a song writer, and he can also write lyrics, right? So his poems are probably slightly better than mine. But why are you so afraid of rain?" Wang Taika asked puzzledly.

Zhien-chan suddenly smiled, a little relieved, but also a little dazed and sad: "Oh, I just said it casually, who knows?"
Chapter completed!