An elderly gentleman with silver hair, leaning on a cane, sat on a park bench sternly lecturing two young men passing by with umbrellas.
Their outfits looked neither like those of wealthy gentlemen nor as dirty as those of a sweeper. Judging by their vacant gazes, oh, it turned out they were two bookish students from the University of London.
The young man walking behind listened to the kind lecture from the elderly gentleman, not only without a trace of gratitude but instead spat on the ground and shamelessly retorted, "Old man, it's raining, and you're not even using an umbrella. All this water soaking you, and your brain is still hot?"
Then, he walked up and patted the young man walking ahead of him on the shoulder, "Arthur, it's raining so hard, why aren't you walking faster?"
The young man walking ahead seemed intellectually challenged, even speaking slowly, "Why rush? Isn't it raining ahead too?"
