Tang Rou glanced in the direction Lin Feng was pointing. There, the dark night sky abruptly glowed with incredible radiance before their eyes.

"Is that... the Lyra Meteor Shower?!"

Tang Rou had seen meteor showers before. One look at the state of the distant sky and she immediately realized the Lyra Meteor Shower had arrived.

"What's going on? How can the meteor shower be two hours earlier than forecast...?" Tang Rou muttered, pouting slightly as she swiftly pulled two pairs of binoculars from her travel bag.

"Oh, come on. What era is this?" Lin Feng chuckled. "If you still take weather and astronomical forecasts seriously, it just means you're still a child... very silly, very naive, hehe." He accepted one of the binoculars, raised it to his eyes, and carefully observed the distant horizon.

This was his first time watching a meteor shower.

As the light in the sky grew even brighter, dazzling streaks of light traversed the heavens on a grand scale.

Seeing the countless bright streaks, Lin Feng marveled inwardly. "So this is the Lyra Meteor Shower?" he exclaimed in admiration.

He glanced at Tang Rou. She had put down her binoculars; her hands were clas Erfolgs, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, and she was mumbling something. It seems she's making a wish, he thought.

Making a wish to a meteor shower so it comes true... Damn, what kind of romantic master came up with this pick-up line? It's been so long, yet countless girls, innocent as blank slates, still fall for it one after another... Seeing Tang Rou's incredibly earnest expression, Lin Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Lin Feng, what are you still standing there for? Hurry and make a wish! Once the meteor shower passes, wishes won't be effective anymore," Tang Rou said, opening her eyes and urging him.

Alright, it's not just girls; countless boys get caught in the crossfire too...

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly. He knew arguing with Tang Rou was pointless and couldn't be bothered to waste his breath. So, he simply closed his eyes and, mimicking her, began to make a wish in earnest.

Actually, Lin Feng never believed in making wishes. He had only one creed: one's destiny is held in one's own hands. In Lin Feng's mind, things like fortune-telling were all nonsense. If you were to ask a fortune-teller when you would die, could they accurately predict it? Tomorrow? In ten years? Or at seventy? It's all bullshit! If they pissed me off, I'd kill myself right in front of them to see if their prediction was accurate! Therefore, my fate is determined by me, not by Heaven!

However, given how devout Miss Tang Rou was, Lin Feng, despite just going through the motions, still made a very small wish: to live a happy life.

"Lin Feng, what did you wish for?" Tang Rou's beautiful eyes shifted from the sky. Seeing that Lin Feng had opened his, she asked.

"Me? I wished to study hard, make progress every day, strive to be the pride of my country, become a model youth, serve the people for my entire life, work tirelessly, and only rest in death..."

"You're never serious..." Before Lin Feng could finish, Tang Rou interjected, "Who would believe all that superficial stuff you're saying?"

"My wish is very simple: to live happily my whole life," Lin Feng added. This time, he was telling the truth.

"And you?" Lin Feng asked in return.

"I... I did too," Tang Rou said, lowering her head shyly.

Her words were true, and yet not entirely true. Because her wish was: I hope Lin Feng can live a happy life, find a beautiful, pretty, gentle, and virtuous wife in the future, and have a happy and fulfilling family...

Of course, Tang Rou would rather die than voice this wish aloud.

The meteor shower faded after a short while. Checking the time, it was just past 10 PM. This was an awkward moment; it wasn't quite time to head back, but if they didn't, they could only sleep early and return first thing in the morning.

Lin Feng didn't bother asking for Tang Rou's opinion because he knew her answer would be: "Let's go to sleep, Lin Feng. Rest early. Good night!" So, asking was worse than not asking. Lin Feng simply turned, walked back to his tent, and said to Tang Rou, "Tang Rou, rest early. Good night." With that, he crawled into his tent.

Inside the tent, after meditating and cultivating for two hours, Lin Feng recalled various bits and pieces about Xue Qinghan and that infatuated woman. For a while, he found himself unable to sleep.

DRUM! DRUM! DRUM!

Around 1 AM, Lin Feng, still unable to sleep, suddenly heard the rain. He sat up abruptly. Peeking through the tent curtain, he saw it was indeed raining—and it was a downpour!

Damn it, you really can't trust the weather forecast! Wasn't it supposed to be a clear day? What a rip-off!

Lin Feng sat up and checked his tent. Fortunately, he had considered the possibility of rain when setting it up. He had pitched the tent on a hard stone slab and put down an air mattress and plastic sheeting, so the rain had minimal impact on him.

Is Tang Rou okay over there?

Thinking of Tang Rou in the adjacent tent, Lin Feng draped a piece of plastic sheeting over himself and stepped out. Although Tang Rou had pitched her tent well, its location was clearly problematic. Moreover, her tent seemed to have some quality issues; Lin Feng could easily spot several places where it was leaking.

"Tang Rou, it's raining! Come out quickly, your tent is leaking!"

Lin Feng felt awkward about barging into her tent, so he stood outside and shouted loudly.

Startled awake from her deep sleep, Tang Rou cried out and ran out of her tent in her pajamas.

"It's leaking inside! My bed is soaked... And my clothes, my clothes are wet too!" Tang Rou said, anxious and frustrated.

Seeing Tang Rou standing in the rain, Lin Feng quickly went over and held the plastic sheeting he was using for cover over her. "There's nothing for it," he said. "Your tent isn't just leaking; it's pitched on soft soil. With a downpour like this, it's bound to have problems. You can't stay in there anymore."

"Then what do we do?" Tang Rou asked helplessly.

"Well... there's no other way. You can stay in my tent," Lin Feng said.

"And you?"

"I'll keep watch outside. It's fine; it'll be light soon..."

"No! It's only one in the morning; there's still a long time until dawn. Besides, the rain is so heavy. You'll catch a cold standing out there! Lin Feng, let's... share a tent?"

"This... wouldn't that be awkward?"

"It's fine... I... I don't mind. Do you still mind?"

As Tang Rou spoke, she looked at Lin Feng with her clear eyes. Seeing this, Lin Feng felt a bit awkward and found it hard to refuse further. "Well, it seems that's the only way then," he said.

Lin Feng had never imagined he would end up "living together" with the great beauty Tang Rou like this.

"Tang Rou, your pajamas are soaked through. You should change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold," Lin Feng quickly reminded her when he saw her drenched sleepwear.

"Oh no! My clothes are still in my tent!"

With that, Tang Rou dashed back into her tent. Lin Feng followed, and together, they managed with some difficulty to move her luggage into his tent. By this time, however, both of them were soaked to the bone, their clothes clinging to their bodies—a complete "wet look" experience...

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