C454 Farewell to Miyi

The morning sun shined on the wet street. The air was filled with the fragrance of the earth, and the only green color had been completely withered by the night's rain, without any signs of life.

Cheng Yurou wore a white coat as she stood in the yard, looking at the fallen leaves on the ground, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. The same season, the same rain