Adele's POV:
The wind at night was very cold. It would carry the frost and dew on the treetops to attack an unlucky person's head, so his clothes were wet. However, one could not compete with the wind. One could only curse and then continue to travel in his wet clothes.
This comical scene caused me to shift my gaze for a while. When it ended, I returned it to the quiet night sky.
I didn't know where I was, and the person who took me away said something to me loudly, but I didn't want to talk to him, so I turned a blind eye. I'd used this move against many people who tried to talk nonsense with me, and it worked without exception, no matter who they were.
They all thought I was crazy. What a joke. Who wouldn't go crazy? Anyone would go crazy when they saw the nature of the world. Madness was everyone's final destination.
