C467 A man with only one tendon

The sky was still gray, and a drizzling rain as thin as a cow's hair was still falling.

Rain gathered on the wide banana leaves. Droplets of water dripped down onto the cement ground … It was as if he was reminding people that time was running out nonstop.

Zhou Xiaoxiao's hair had already been completely drenched by the rain, her flowing hair looked extremely disheveled