The clouds on the horizon were very thick and dense, and the bright color was somewhat blurry.
But,
Light was light.
With the appearance of light, Zheng Ren felt warm.
Very quickly,
The light was dyed orange-red, and the black clouds became darker after the warm light appeared, blocking the light in the distance.
"This sky is called ghost's Fang," Zheng Ren looked at the faint orange-red color in the distance and said softly.
"Yes, I know." Xie Yiren snuggled into Zheng Ren's arms and found a more comfortable position."It's going to be the coldest time before dawn."
"It's going to be daybreak soon," Zheng Ren muttered.
Before they knew it, half of the sun had already passed the horizon, but it was still hidden in the clouds. Black and red intertwined, outlining the final fusion of day and night on the surface of the sea.
The clouds in the sky seemed to have faded under the reflection of the rising sun.
