Natasha's pov
I went back to the workbench and began to make incense.
It was raining harder and harder, and there was a crackling sound from the roof.
I got up and went to the window again.
Look under the building. Winson is standing in the rain,
There was a knock at the door outside the fragrance room. Then, Aunt Bely said at the door, "Miss, I have something to report."
"Aunt Bely, what is it?"
"Winson is outside. I invited him three times to come in and take shelter from the rain, but he didn't call. Otherwise, you..."
"Since you can't call, don't bother. He likes to get caught in the rain. Go ahead."
Aunt Bely could not say more, so she had to go to her own business first.
I looked out of the window and vaguely saw Winson raising his head, as if looking this way.
The mobile phone rings.
See that Ellison called, "Hello."