Chapter 369 – Your family’s plum blossom is lost again (45)
The sky was overcast, making it impossible to tell what time it was. However, the rain that had yet to fall earlier in the morning had now started drizzling steadily.
The rumbling thunder sent a slight tremor through Yan Luo’s hands.
This was definitely the most unfortunate dimension she had encountered. Whatever she feared always seemed to come true.
And… where exactly was this place?
Where on earth had that pseudo-system dumped her to?
How was someone with no sense of direction supposed to survive like this?
As the thunderstorm rumbled on, the rain suddenly intensified.
Yan Luo hurried forward, looking for a place to take shelter, but no matter how fast she walked, she couldn’t outrun the downpour.
Within just a few steps, the drizzle had turned into a torrential rainstorm, and the downpour only grew heavier. In mere moments, she was drenched to the bone.
Her hair clung messily to her face, and her school uniform was soaked through. Finally, she managed to escape the desolate area and found shelter under the eaves of a small shop.
Anxiety still lingered in her chest as she narrowed her eyes, scanning the completely unfamiliar surroundings before sighing.
This situation felt oddly familiar.
“Little Pink, Wang Shi just teleported me out like that, making us disappear out of nowhere. Is that going to be a problem?” She really didn’t want to clean up another mess right after dealing with Wang Shi.
[No worries, Dear Host. That pseudo-system has some power. It must’ve created a reasonable explanation for everyone around you based on your circumstances.]
That was reassuring.
Yan Luo nodded slightly and looked up at the gloomy sky. Glancing at the clock hanging inside the small shop, she was surprised to see it was already past eleven.
It seemed that time inside the barrier the pseudo-system had set up flowed differently from the outside world.
Just as she was thinking about this, her face paled slightly. She reached out to touch the raindrops falling beyond the eaves.
The rain had come quickly and left just as fast. The downpour gradually weakened, and the thunder had ceased. The soft patter of rain was now soothing to the ears.
“You are… the eldest daughter of the Yan family?”
A voice suddenly sounded beside her, making Yan Luo instinctively turn her head.
A young man wearing the same school uniform as her stood in the rain, holding an umbrella. He had paused mid-step, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty.
He was handsome, though not in the striking and flamboyant way of Mu Ci. His features were gentle, free of any oppressive aura—like a figure walking straight out of a traditional ink painting, calm and elegant.
Handsome indeed, but… she had never seen him before.
Yan Luo blinked. “Um, and you are?”
A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but he soon smiled warmly and stepped forward. “My name is Zhou Zhuo. I’ve seen you before at some of the Yan family’s events.”
Yan family events? Then his family was probably one of their business partners.
Yan Luo nodded as he continued, “I heard that earlier, a teacher asked you to buy some supplies for the class, but you never returned all morning. A lot of people at school have been looking for you and were really worried. That’s when I heard about it. I never expected to run into you here. My home is nearby, and since the rain has eased, you can take this umbrella and head home.”
Zhou Zhuo smiled with warmth and refinement. He seemed to be a grade above Yan Luo. She had never seen or heard of him before, but he was tall and lean, exuding a gentle, composed presence.