C702 Shut up
The rain is still falling, this continuous sponges, it was as if he wanted to tell the people in the city that today... It would occupy everything in the city, wetting the roof... Wetting the streets, wetting our mood...
In the living room, the air conditioner is blowing hot air at us, the two bowls of fragrant skin-egg porridge. We tried our best to create warmth for us