Chapter 5

Old Smith's cleverness wasn't just reflected in his ability to create catchy titles and attract eyeballs.

Before I could fully launch my plan, he made the first move.

That night, I was working overtime and came home late. A heavy rain started falling.

I was standing at the bus stop holding an umbrella when a woman with a great figure and very sexy appearance suddenly ducked under my umbrella.

"I'm so sorry, sir..." she said apologetically, raising her pretty face to me.

I was startled, feeling like she looked very familiar.

A face from my buried memories slowly became clear, and I unconsciously said, "Is it you?"

The woman didn't recognize me anymore, after all it had been almost 20 years of changes.

"You are..." She looked at me for a long time before suddenly remembering who I was.

Her name was Lisa. She was my childhood neighbor.

Back then when we played house, she always wanted to play the role of my wife, following me around all day.

From 3-4 years old until 13-14, we were always together.

Feelings of puppy love also sprouted at that time.

If it wasn't for me moving away when she was 14, I might have stayed with her.

I was afraid of hurting her, so I didn't even tell her I was moving.

Later I heard from other kids that the day after I moved, it was also raining heavily like this.

She stood in the pouring rain, her face indistinguishable between tears and raindrops.

I never imagined I would see her again on a rainy night like this.

Just like that night when I left without saying goodbye.

Tears suddenly welled up in Lisa's eyes.

As if afraid I would notice, she ran out into the pouring rain, heedless of getting drenched.

I chased after her and grabbed her hand.

The heavy rain soaked us both. I no longer cared about anything else.

She cried and threw herself into my arms, telling me how heartless I had been back then.

I smiled bitterly.

I thought it was just puppy love, but I didn't realize she had taken it so seriously.