C211 Brocade Book Who Sends Lovesick Language(2)

Drops of rain, which were as big as beans, fell down with a muffled thundering sound. Some of them hit the windows of the teahouse and slid down Lin Shu's face.

Gao Han stared at the window for a while. In his trance, he saw Lin Shu's indifferent and tearful appearance from the shadow of the window.

If only his slightly upturned eyes had been stained with a hint of red