ir elerated and hurried upstairs. She opened her suitcase, took out her umbre, and then


    hurried back down.


    When she joined Miller and they were about to leave, she heard the old granny ask her son, “I think


    something is not right. Son, is there a rainstorm?”


    Her son was busy cooking in the kitchen as they still had some guests.


    He was too busy prodding the fire with a poker to notice his mother’s mumbles.


    After some hesitation, ir suggested, “Miller, the old granny said there might be a rainstorm. This is


    the mountain area. How about we—”


    Before she could finish speaking, Miller cut her off. He was slightly annoyed by her and the granny’s


    superstitious nature.


    “You have an umbre, don’t you? If there really is a rainstorm, we can take shelter from rain.” He


    grabbed her wrist and led her to catch up to his colleagues.


    “ALL right.” Despite her reluctance, she chose to listen to him.


    Together, they were a group of more than ten people and followed a small path up the hill. After dozens


    of minutes, they saw a clear stream. The water was so clear that they could see fishes swimming in it.


    They jogged and chatted with each other cheerfully. Soon the sun rose even brighter than before.


    Miller’s male colleague said with a smug smile, “I told you. The weather forecast said clearly that there


    would be no rain today. The old granny is too old to keep her mind clear.”


    “The weather forecast is not always correct. The granny has lived in the mountain area for so many


    years. I think she can tell more about the weather than the weather department just by looking at the


    sky. We should be careful,” ir replied politely with a smile.


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    The man cast a scornful nce at her and snorted inwardly, ‘It’s true what they say-the prettier a


    woman is, the dumber she is!’


    However, just a few moments afterwards, either karma or nature itself gave him a tight p in his face.


    Several dark clouds soon blocked the sun and threatened to release a big storm. The wind began to


    howl.


    People raised their heads and cried inwardly, ‘Oh, no!‘


    ir took her umbre out of her backpack with a calm smile.


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    Spots of rain began to fall, beating on their faces hard. Not a single person from the men had brought


    an umbre, and only some of the women were carrying umbres with them. They had only four


    umbres in total.


    What was worse, they were unable to find shelter from the rain. Holding


    ir’s shoulders with one arm, Miller held her umbre with the other, guiding her forward in his


    protective embrace.


    Not ustomed to being in his arms, ir struggled at first, but soon gave up and let Miller take her


    forward.


    They had all underestimated the rain. They had thought it was going to stop soon. But after a while, the


    sudden rainstorm brought the mountain torrents rushing down. The rain had turned into a flood.


    As time went by, even the torrential flood didn’t get weaker. Instead, it became more and more fierce,


    annihting everything in the mountain and bringing down more and more trouble in their path.


    Everyone panicked. They screamed and cursed in distress, a bit the weather but mostly their own


    stupidity. As the saying went, “Cmitiese in session.” They not only failed to get under cover,


    but also had to face the torrents.


    They were not the only ones trapped there. Apart from them, there were several dozen other tourists


    too.


    Also, a group of soldiers had been stationed in the vicinity of South


    Mountain, to ensure the safety of people in the surrounding viges.