The rain lasted for two hours, then suddenly stopped.
This unpredictable weather.
After the rain, Mo Shangjun saw the sun at five in the morning.
The light at this time was warm, shining directly on her, surrounding her with warmth.
She looked up and saw the sun rising from afar in the city, breaking through the clouds and shining down, illuminating the darkness of the entire city.
The air was no longer so damp and muggy, and the cool morning wind of summer gently blew in through the open window, causing her hair to flutter lightly, tickling her skin.
She hadn't slept all night.
Since hanging up Bai Chuan's call, Mo Shangjun had been sitting on the floor waiting for dawn.
Now, the rain had stopped, and it was daylight.
All the pressure weighing down on her shoulders, making her breathless, suddenly dissipated into thin air, and her shoulders felt lighter.
