"It's raining. What are you standing here? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
A man's gentle voice was heard from behind, interrupting the gossip between the two sisters, but it was not William.
As soon as Cierra heard the voice, she turned her head and saw a man in a dark suit holding an umbrella in his hand.
The black umbrella also covered the top of Cierra's head, perfectly blocking the rain droplets that gathered into drops, releasing a light noise on the umbrella's surface.
Cierra took the umbrella. She couldn't describe his feelings at the moment. She just covered herself and Lydia with the umbrella and stared blankly at Bruno with her beautiful eyes.
"Why, why are you here?"
"What's wrong? Cici, are you unhappy to see me?"
Bruno stood at the foot of the stairs, his gaze perfectly level with hers. His smiling eyes sparkled under the cold wind and mist.