Good News

Lanzo didn't even take a final look at me. The way he treated me nonchalantly dug a deeper hole of loneliness and uneasiness in my heart. And it was weird that his oblivion upset me. Was I in love with him? I shouldn't have let love grow as I knew that it would only result in disappointment. Lanzo wouldn't develop the same feeling.

Staggering, I managed to get up. I felt no water falling on my hair. Did the rain stop suddenly? When I looked up, the umbrella barricaded the downpour. Turning around, Lanzo had been at my back with one hand securing the umbrella.

"Go, get changed. You're soaking wet." Without a protest, I obeyed him, slowly descending the stairs. He loyally counted his steps behind me, protecting my head with the umbrella.

If it were a drama, it would be the most romantic scene I had in my lifetime. But, I didn't want to set high expectations. As a kind-hearted person, Lanzo did this as a form of sympathy. He would do the same thing to anyone who was in my position.
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