C68 You're Just a Turtle Aren't You

In any case, we were able to endure until dawn, and the storm that had raged through the night was gradually growing tired and quiet. Huang Jitian was still lying on the sofa. His skinny face was pale and his eyes had a hint of melancholy.

I pushed open the thick glass door and walked out. I looked up at the sky, where thick clouds were still piled up in a mess