Many years later, on a rainy night, Shu Nian saw Xie Ruhe again. The man was sitting in a wheelchair, half of his face was backlit. He had paired peach eyes and deep folded eyelids. He had an obviously affectionate face, but his expression was as cold as ice. Book Nian held the umbrella, called him uncertainly, and then said, "Did you not bring an umbrella? Or I—— Xie Ruhe's eyelids drooped, and he didn't finish listening, and he didn't stop, and went straight into the rain After a long time, Shu Nian came out of the bakery with a kraft paper bag in his arms. In the blink of an eye, there was a torrent of rain outside, splashing on the concrete floor. Xie Ruhe appeared out of nowhere, holding an umbrella, standing beside her Seeing her looking over, he asked: Do you have an umbrella? Shu Nian nodded, and took out an umbrella from his bag. The next moment, Xie Ruhe reached out to close the umbrella, and said blankly: "My Broken....... *Reunion after a long absence/Two-way cure*A gloomy man in a wheelchair x a little soft girl with persecution paranoia