C62 The Sound of Rain

A few breezes blew in from outside the open window, bringing along Mo Yawen's fine hair and also bringing a trace of coolness.

Mo Yawen sat in front of the window, seemingly focusing on the outside but also seemed to be in a trance. These few days, she had been sitting there like a fool, sitting there blankly.

After Hsu Qianqian was done with all her work