Brother and Major

Cao Yong, walking towards her, extended his hand and pulled her aside. She had been so engrossed in watching the rain that she had stepped a bit outside, where the drifting rain was about to drip onto her.

"What were you just thinking about?" Cao Yong asked gently, curious what could have made her so entranced by the rain.

She recalled the time at home when she was brought up by her grandfather. His single-story house was even older than hers, leaking whenever it rained, with the steady drip of water necessitating the placement of various sized bowls and pots on the floor to catch the rain. Thankfully, in the past few years, her grandfather's house had been involved in the renovation of old buildings, and the area had transformed into a housing complex. Yet, the memories of her childhood remained etched in her mind.