Rain filaments fall all over the sky, accompanied by cold wind, blowing on the face is ice-cold pain.

It's crashing, and the rain is rising steadily.

Squatting down, kneeling in the muddy soil, Gu Qianmeng had been blurred before his eyes and could not see anything except digging the soil in his hands.

Soon, her hands were covered with mud and her nails were black and black.

choked until he touched the hard ceramics. Gu Qianmeng almost laughed excitedly. Then he rushed out the lid and took out the words written by Qi Ye.

is empty.

Eyes full of stunned, Gu Qianmeng stunned, almost unable to believe that Qi Ye...