He was indeed drenched, his black hair soaked with water, his handsome face somewhat pale, and his eyes squinted slightly due to the constant washing of rain, staring at her ever since she appeared.
Without looking, one could tell it was cold, such large and icy rainwater, she had also been drenched before.
Luo Qiangwei frowned, raising the umbrella over his head, "Mo Shiche, are you standing here in the middle of the night just so I would come down?"
"You didn't answer my calls," Mo Shiche looked down at her, "You could have called me to come up, it's cold outside."
"Do you know it's cold yet you are still standing here?"
His Adam's apple bobbed, "About last night, you are angry."
She said indifferently, "I've been angry at you, not just last night."
"..."
Mo Shiche fell silent.
Luo Qiangwei waited for a long time but he didn't say anything, she couldn't help but purse her lips, "Mo Shiche, did you come to see me just to let me stand in the cold rain?"
