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"Is it raining?"

Wen Zhixia said softly, as if she felt the wetness on her face. She stared blankly at the flying window curtain, her eyes drifting to who knows where.

She still remembered the rainy night when she was in her first year of university. The school had arranged to visit a senior's art exhibition, but because she had left in such a hurry and forgot to bring an umbrella