2 ： A Lea Troug Time

    Sukieawoketothesoundofraintappilyagainstherwindow.Thecitywascloakedinagraymmist，thestreetsbelowslickwithrainwater.Shestretched，feelingapleasantahermusclesfromthepreviousday，suedadvehHanFengling.Asshesatup，hermindrepyedtheirversations，thewarmthofhissmile，andthedeep，magicqualityofhisvoice.

    Withasigh，shegotoutofbedahroughhermroutine.Shecouldn，tshakethefeelingthatsomethingmomentouswasabouttohappen，butshetriedtopushthethoughtaside.Afterall，ithadjustbeenoneday.Butwhatadayithadbeen.

    Afterbreakfast，Sukiedecidedtovisitthebookstain.Somethingaboutthatpcehadcaptivatedher，aastrangepulsiourn.Shegrabbedherumbrelandsteppedoutintothedrizzlym，thec