C81 Heavy Rain

Under the dim light, Luo Shumo was squatting there, feeling wronged. The road was already deserted, and there was a car driving past from time to time.

But no one had intended to stop and help her.

A gust of wind blew over, bringing with it a fine drizzle of ash. Luo Shumo raised her head. He stood up with flippant steps.

The drizzle turned into a drizzling rain