"Ah! It’s raining —" There was a cry from the crowd.
Because the lanterns were made of paper, and some of the lotus-shaped ones weren’t even covered, they were instantly put out by the rain.
Ning Xi, who had been just about to kiss Jiang Muye, stopped because of this sudden change, and instinctively covered her head with her hands. "Why is it raining? Ouch, it hurts! Why does it seem that it’s even hailing?!"
Jiang Muye had been so nervous that his heart had nearly stopped beating, but as a result of the abrupt stop to the scene, he almost passed out from lack of air. "Damn it! Hasn’t there been a drought recently? It hasn't rained for months! And why the hell is it hailing on such a hot day?!"
In the car, Lu Jingli was baffled.
Raining? The weather had been fine, how could it be raining? Eh, wait… hearing the thumps on the roof of the car, it seemed like it was even hailing heavily…