The curtains fluttered, like clouds gathering and dispersing.
The ringing of the bell was like a heavy rain hitting a banana leaf, the sound crisp and clear, as if it could seep into the heart.
The light in front of the screen flickered, but it could only illuminate a small area.
In the darkness where the dim light could not reach, the shadows were constantly changing, overlapping into various shapes, like a hazy and charming dream, bizarre and chaotic.
Li lieyue's long eyelashes were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were misty, like a deep pool under the moonlit night. In her confusion, she occasionally saw a Suan ni. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she couldn't bear it. She softly mumbled a few times, then said intermittently,"I ... I won't ... Argue ... About ... My wife ..."
