C191 Berserk Rage

"Hello."

Wang Wangwang stood on the grassland. The sky was cloudy, the clouds in the distance were pressing down, and a heavy rain was about to fall. The wind blew against her flowered skirt, and she felt comfortable, as if the sticky feeling had been blown away.

The boy lying on the grass didn't answer, his eyes closed.

"What are you doing?" Wang Wangwang asked again