A Fragile Bond Forged in the Fires of Betrayal Chapter 22

The wind was blowing hard, but the rain still did not come.

The leafy tree trunks were swaying in the strong wind, and the shadows of the trees under the street lights looked fierce. The cicadas on the trees fell silent, huddled together, waiting for the wind to die down.

The daytime heat was gone, and the summer night breeze blowing across the exposed skin was even a little cool.

They walked against the wind towards home in silence. Liam Tang was holding a long-sleeved school uniform in his arms, but he was not wearing it.

As soon as I stepped into the corridor, heavy rain came pouring down as if it was sensed. The crackling sound of the rain, carrying the moisture into the corridor, was then locked outside the elevator.