Songjuan can only shut up.

Jiang Ruofu leaned against the railing and watched the actions of the people below, because the wind was blowing obliquely, so even if Jiang Ruofu stood on the covered bridge with a covered roof, there was still rain slanting in, sprinkled on her clothes, like fine white sugar.

If you look closely, there are also fine white beads in her hair, but she has been standing on the covered bridge and looking down, and she has never meant to shoot the raindrops clean.

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