C586 Sir You Have Heard of My Son

Su Shengchen borrowed an umbrella from the hospital and refused Ding Zhaoyang's offer to send him back. He walked alone into the rain with the umbrella.

In the eyes of others, a kind, even sage-like old man was strolling alone in the rain. That kind of feeling made people unable to help but recite a poem.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella. Alone.

He was lost in a long and long time