author:The Whitest Crow <
state:serializing
brief introduction:
The rain was falling heavily, drumming on the ground and stirring up the earthy scent of wet soil. It splashed onto the surface of the lake, creating ripples that spread outwards. It fell upon passersby's heads, eliciting low grumbles of annoyance.,Lu Yang noticed something strange and whispered, "Brother Meng, why is she dry Could she be a monster",Lu Yang didn't hesitate: "Run over another person."。