The next day, the people who had planned to continue their work all stopped.
Since 2 AM, there had been flashes of lightning, thunderous roars, pouring rain, and even a sudden drop in temperature.
Fu Yunhe, who had already lain down, opened his light computer immediately after hearing the first thunder, stepped barefoot onto the floor, and stood at the doorway of his small wooden house, contacting Nian Shutong.
He was a bit anxious; although he knew Nian Shutong was strong and would not be afraid of a bit of rain, he couldn't help but worry.
When you like someone, you really can't bear to see anything bad happen to them.
Fu Yunhe's mind was in a whirl as Nian Shutong picked up the communication.
"What's wrong?"
"Has the enemy invaded?"
That was the first thing Nian Shutong could think of; Fu Yunhe wouldn't contact her unless it was something important.
"No, it's going to rain. Do you have somewhere to take shelter?"
Rain?
