author:Hand Grenade, Slashi
state:serializing
brief introduction:
A chill went through me, but I still plastered on a smile and hurried to the door. As I opened it, a man's voice came from behind.,"It's raining heavily outside, and it's impossible to drive. If something happens out there, won't they pester me again",Listening to the hurried rustle of clothes being put on behind the door, my mind unconsciously recalled her face, which had just flushed a shy red, and I frowned.。