Yang Shuting also didn't say anything and gently agreed.

 

At night, at one or two o'clock, the rain gradually stopped.

 

Shu Ting ate the noodles cooked by Sun Wong. The noodles are not delicious, but they can fill her stomach.

 

After eating, she went back to her room and sorted out the contents of her suitcase, as if she had forgotten to pack something, but she couldn't remember it for a while, so she was too lazy to continue thinking.

 

When the sun came in and hit Ling Weihao's face, he felt a little uncomfortable. He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in bed. He remembered that he...