C262 Father and mother

It was a cloudy day, and it was raining heavily.

Rustle, rustle, rustle …

On the official road that connected the capital to the small city, because of the appearance of the heavy rain, the ground was even more slippery. Along with the wind that accompanied the rain, the birch trees on both sides of the road swayed incessantly, as if it was hinting that something was about to happen.

Suddenly