C180 Afternoon(1)

Ling Yun'er was impressed by the heat that summer, the cicadas chirping incessantly, and the smell of steam and sweat rising from every molecule in the air.

Ling Yun'er was very well-behaved. Little Ling Yun'er quietly got up. She didn't want to take a nap, but her mother always made her sleep at noon. This time, she pretended to sleep