C33 A Neglected Identity

That night, the wind was accompanied by the rainstorm. Feng Jiuge had been sitting by the window until the sky turned white. It was not until the sun rose that she slowly let go of the window frame. A warm smile gradually appeared on her face.

Walking out of Phoenix Nest Hall, standing on the high platform, facing the sunlight, she took a deep breath. Chuh Zixiao. I'm in a good mood today