C20 The Flying Pig Descending from the Heavens Is Big Brother
The river flowed gently, and fireflies danced in the night air—a night that should have been filled with poetic beauty, yet for Mengjie, it was an ordeal of unbearable intensity.
She had carefully washed Feng Lian's wounds and body, changed his clothes, and then carried him into a makeshift wooden hut. Feng Lian's body radiated heat like a glowing ember
