"It's going to rain," Cen Xiao said, staring at the still fairly clear sky and looking unwell. "I really hate rain."
He was a fire type special ability user. Encountering rain or snow made him feel unwell. After becoming a Protector, he had voluntarily requested an area in the north, going as far as possible from the rainy southern areas.
Precisely because of this characteristic, he was unusually sensitive towards the climate. He could predict rain and snow more accurately than the weather forecast. He could feel half an hour to an hour ahead of time when there would be a rainstorm. Everyone jokingly called Cen Xiao "Little Rain Radar."
"There are still two streets we haven't patrolled. Put your backs into it, everyone, let's hurry up and get off work. Ow, I can feel my bones itching." Cen Xiao uncomfortably kneaded his shoulders.
Seeing that his friend was really uncomfortable, You Zhengping urged his teammates to hurry. The whole force quickly passed by the sales area of the Xuyang District's newly constructed complex on their police issue electric scooters. Around thirty minutes after they had left, Huan Zixu, having just walked out of the sales area after having paid a hundred thousand yuan advance, had been conducting an intense discussion about misappropriating public money with Lian Yufan.
Meanwhile, the squad that had sped up had already reached a place ten kilometers from the new complex. This was a familiar location—Xuyang District Central Park. The central park had been blown to bits by Destroyer 192 two months earlier. Even hundreds of years old trees had fallen. The losses had been great.
Fortunately, Yu Hua had restored the life force of the old trees, and Lian Yufan had repaired some historically significant buildings, reducing the losses to a minimum. The park had taken advantage of the opportunity to renovate. After two months of construction on overdrive, the central park had taken on a whole new look.
You Zhengping arrived at the park's gates and scanned an announcement posted in front of them. Surprised, he said, "Renovations have been completed, the park is opening tomorrow?"
"Really?" Hearing that the park renovations had been completed, the ill-feeling Cen Xiao came over. This was a place where they had struggled. It was a good thing that the park could be opened.
From outside, the major changes to the central park's appearance were visible. The old-fashioned gates had been renovated and become a great deal more lavish. The manmade lake where they had rescued Junjun had been widened, and many amusement activities had been added on the water.
Cen Xiao bumped You Zhengping with his shoulder and, with an evil smile, said, "We're off tomorrow. Why not come with the first wave to play in the park? Bring Yu Hua. You can go together to look at the tree where you pledged your love. Maybe he even has those thousands of characters of self-criticism memorized. Oh, and remember to return my money."
You Zhengping imagined the black-cloaked man coming in the night to restore the old tree to life and felt both sweetness and awkwardness. He rolled his eyes at Cen Xiao. "You can still joke? Looks like you aren't feeling that bad, huh?
"Ow, ow! It's getting bad again!" Cen Xiao exaggeratedly rubbed his shoulders. "It's like my bones have been frozen. Is it raining or sleeting!"
"Stop pretending, the hottest days of the year have just passed, and it's thirty-two degrees today. It'll drop to twenty-eight at most if it rains. What sleet are you talking about?" You Zhengping gave Cen Xiao a kick.
"No... Captain You, Captain Cen!" underling Shi Yongfu said, staring at the sky. "It's not a joke, it's really sleeting!"
The seven members of You Zhengping's squad raised their heads and saw countless ice crystals coming down over the park's thousands of square meters.
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Mr. Melancholy Wants To Live A Peaceful Life
Romance*This story ISN'T MINE!!!! I got this from a website. Means I didn't translate the actual novel so don't blame if there's some error.* *This is just for OFFLINE PURPOSES.* Yu Hua loses his job, and the weight of the household falls on the shoulders...