C167 Qi Xin

The wind was wild and turbulent, and the air was strong enough to break the gloomy sky and return it to blue. The restless air currents gradually calmed down. Occasionally, a few broken clouds would stick to the blue sky. They were like oil paint that was casually applied. They were neither thick nor light.

Ina's eyes did not blink. Her light blue eyes seemed to be the reflection of the sky