The heavy rain poured down from the sky.
On the black tile eaves, round droplets trickled down, splashing into the puddles on the ground, creating ripples that spread out like a mirror shattered into pieces.
Fei Lei City.
This small city has now regained its vitality. In seven or eight years, much has changed. The once ruined city, sacrificed to the Temple God, has now fully recovered.
Those inhuman and tragic events have become topics of conversation among the townsfolk.
A run-down house stood in the rain.
Li Che held Zhang Ya's waist as they appeared in front of the house. The couple strolled in the rain, while people moved along the street, yet no one noticed their presence.
Li Che looked at the house with a complex expression.
This is the humble abode he lived in for so many years after crossing over. It was in this house that he married Zhang Ya, and where Xi Xi was born.
