"Let's go. I'll walk you back."
Just as Gu Ning reached the main gate, Kloer quickly caught up from behind, holding an umbrella over her head.
Gu Ning wrote a note and handed it to him: I'll be fine going back by myself.
"Let's go. The rain is about to get heavier." Kloer's voice sounded hoarser and deeper than usual, and his tone seemed much colder.
Seeing that he was insistent, Gu Ning had no choice but to start walking in the direction of her home.
After they had walked a short distance, Barto and Cook, wearing black raincoats across the street, began to follow.
They were only halfway there when the downpour intensified, hammering against the ground amidst a howling wind.
Kloer, over two meters tall, held the umbrella. Gu Ning, at 1.65 meters, stood beneath it, but the cold rain still slapped mercilessly against her face. She constantly wiped the water from her goggles to see the path at her feet.
