C483 A Thick-skinned Man

It's ten o'clock at night, and it's getting dark.

In order to create the atmosphere of falling asleep as soon as possible, Han Zhiyu only turned on a very dim light in the room.

When she came out of the bathroom, it was quiet.

The window curtain in front of the balcony was blown by the crack of the door and kept fluttering.

Through the gap, she could see the lights in the distance of the city