Chapter 37 Umbrella_2
His face was still bleeding from the cuts made by glass shards when he broke out from the car window earlier, exposed to the pouring rain, causing an indescribable sting.
This pain was negligible to him; what he truly cared about was the time: without a doubt, he was already late.
He had been late even before he landed on the ground; now, he was just trying to mend the pen after the sheep were lost, wishfully thinking that he could hurry up a bit more.
Yet, deep down, he also knew that Lin Xiaolu might not be there waiting for him.
It was he who insisted on coming to the parent-teacher meeting, something Lin Xiaolu wasn't necessarily enthusiastic about; combined with such dreadful weather, even if he made it to the school, it might just be a way to satisfy himself.
Let it be for self-satisfaction, then.