Jiang Yan thought for a moment that she was dreaming.
Ever since the high temperatures caused blackouts, it had been a long time since she had heard such loud music in a public place.
Moreover, the sound insulation in her home was so good.
"If the heart is willing, the dream will always be there, between heaven and earth there is true love... see success and failure, life's heroics are just a matter of starting over..." The music continued to blast deafeningly.
Jiang Yan lay in bed for a few seconds, confirmed she wasn't dreaming, rubbed her eyes, and sat up.
Today was the second day of her period, but with the warming uterus patches and hand warmers working together, her lower abdomen didn't hurt as much.
Glancing outside the window, she saw the sky was about to lighten but was not yet bright, and the torrential rain was still "whooshing" down.
The fire in the fireplace had long since died out, and the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees.
