— Memories of the Past —
Summer rain always arrives without warning. When Shang Que left the office, the air was still oppressively stifling; the scorching sun baked the earth, and the cicadas chirped with tireless clamor.
But halfway through Shang Que's car ride, a torrential downpour suddenly descended. Rain lashed against the windshield, and the world plunged into darkness, so abruptly that there had been no sign of what was to come.
Chapter 207