I Saw You Standing In The Rain นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Callista asked and Haru immediately answered while her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the rain falling on her face. "Because of this rain, I experienced happy and sad circumstances. The rain witnessed all that I went through. And do you know that it is better to cry while it is raining because no one can see you crying because the rain accompanies you when you cry. You are free to cry without anyone noticing." Haru said and help Callista to enter the house because Callista were sick more when it got soaked in the rain. Callista was quiet as Haru helped her to enter to the house.

I wonder who will die next because of me. As I cried silently in the midst of heavy rain with my eyes looking down, I saw a pair of familiar black leather shoes in front of me. I thought the rain stopped but when I lifted my gaze, I saw Lucius holding out a black umbrella for me.

I lay by the window, watching the droplets hit the ground with the ticking sound. I stand to my feet and push the lid open letting my hands stretched out allowing the cold droplets of rain wash me. "You really think i should do it? "i ask lying back down and watch the water wash over the green yard. "she said she'll pay, but i don't think i want to be anywhere near him "

Tell Rain I said to keep you safe. I turned to look at Rain. He was staring at the rockfall with a strange expression. He didn't look worried at all. “See,” I said, showing him the screen of my phone. “River sent me this.” His eyes scanned the screen. "Well," Rain said, wiping rain from his forehead. He turned his crossbody bag to the front. "Looks like it’s just you and me now.” Then I watched him turn, squatting down, his back to me. “Come on, get on my back. Let's go.”

The lobby doors slid open, and I stepped into the night. Rain hit me hard. Cold. Heavy. Soaking through my dress in seconds. I didn’t move. Maybe the rain could drown out the pain. Maybe it could wash away the image of Reed and Evelyn together. Maybe if I stood here long enough, I’d feel nothing at all. I looked up, letting it hit my face. My hands clenched at my sides. My heart ached. Then… the rain stopped. I blinked. Rio stood in front of me, holding an umbrella over my head. His eyes were soft, calm, but I saw the anger beneath.

My arm was stuck, so it looks like it's sprained. After a while, I felt as if the raindrops had disappeared from my body, even though it was still raining. I looked up, and my eyes widened when I saw Rock standing behind me. He was holding an umbrella and looking at me. The look that penetrates and has no emotion When his jaw moved, I looked away. I stood up immediately and tried to smile. "M-Mr. Redwood—" "What are you doing here?" "Ah, I've been here for a while. I wanted to talk to you about—"

After making sure that the call ended, l sluggishly went to open the door. I stand dumbstruck when l saw the person standing outside drenched by the rain.

I didn’t move. For a second, I thought I imagined it. My mind was probably just tired. The rain was heavy, my body was exhausted, and maybe I was starting to hear things. I stayed still. Then it came again. “Ryker!” This time, my head lifted slightly. My vision blurred from the rain dripping down my face. But I saw them. Chris, Oliver and Ronaldo. Standing a few feet away from me. In the rain. I stared at them. What were they doing here?

He showed off in front of me, reminding me of the time when I first saw him and fell in love with him at first sight. It was raining and I was running in the road looking for a place where I could stand to save myself from being drenched in rain. Suddenly I found a convenience store and I ran there to find a roof for myself. I stood under it and looked down at myself. I was already drenched by rain. And I was shivering because of the cold wind and drenched clothes. My teeth were chattering in the cold.

Music blasted through the speakers, loud enough to drown out my thoughts, my heartbeat, him. And I drove. I didn’t stop. I didn’t think. I just drove. But in the rearview mirror— For a fleeting second— I saw him. Standing there in the rain. Watching me leave.