在一个阳光明媚的下午，雨云 suddenly swooped down, shrouding the city in a veil of gray. My little sister and I were caught off guard, huddled together under the awning of our house as the raindrops drummed against our skin like a thousand tiny fingers.
"姐姐，我害怕..." She whispered into my ear, her voice trembling with fear.
I held her closer to me, feeling her warm breath on my neck. "别怕，弟妹，我们一起等它过去。" I reassured her with a gentle smile.
The rain poured down relentlessly, soaking through our clothes and seeping into our bones. But we didn't move from that spot until it finally began to let up.
As the last drops fell away from us like tears from heaven's eyes, we stepped out into the fresh air. The world was reborn before us - puddles reflected slices of sky; leaves glistened like emeralds; and flowers swayed in their wet embrace as if performing an ethereal dance for us alone.
My little sister giggled uncontrollably at the sight of ants trying to cross one such puddle only to be swept away by subsequent waves of water. Her laughter echoed through the empty streets like music after silence.
【湿透了的笑声】 Those were not just any ordinary laughs - they were filled with joy and relief at having weathered yet another storm together as siblings. It was a moment when time stood still and all that mattered was this instant connection between two hearts beating in perfect harmony beneath this drizzly sky where love had grown roots long before they ever knew what love truly meant...
