C42 Do Not Know Each Other When Meeting

The morning dawned, and a burst of suppressed coughing woke Ling Luo from her stupor. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, put on her clothes and got out of the bed.

It was raining outside, the rain was pouring down, and it felt like winter.

"Cough, cough!"

The coughing sound was muffled, but Ling Luo could tell it came from Jun Ximo's living quarters. She put on her clothes and went out