Rich, Dedicated, and Handsome

The rain started again; it had stopped earlier that morning.

Lin Gantang was sitting on a rocking chair with a tabby cat in her arms, admiring the scenery.

The Yuanshui River was shrouded in a curtain of misty rain. From where she sat, the Ferris wheel seemed quite far, blocked by the misty showers.

The rain pelted down with a vengeance, drowning the world.

The food Aunt Zhong had prepared before she left was still warm; Sweet Wine was sleeping in the cat basket while Big Mi was dozing off in Lin Gantang's arms.

The wind suddenly changed, and rain began to spill onto the balcony. Lin Gantang got up, carrying Big Mi away with her.

"Meow~" Big Mi tilted its head and jumped to its cat basket. It scratched its head on the edge of the before settling down.

Lin Gantang stretched, too lazy to move. She lay on the sofa and pulled a blanket to drape over her using her toes.