In the early morning, as soon as the sun came out, the air was already steaming with heat.
The weather seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.
The rain had washed the filth off the town, and the air became fresh again.
The grass on the ground was faintly covered with a layer of black dust, and the roots had also darkened.
These were all the black blood washed down and diluted on the grass.
The grass stubbornly stood on the ground, purifying the filth.
Soon, there would be no trace of the black blood left here.
This is the charm of nature. No matter how humans struggle, nature remains the ruler here, controlling everything.
The bus windows were open, and occasionally, middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and middle-aged Liu Jing could faintly see the activities of the Bai Family inside the bus.
They could see Bai Yifan with messy hair, reflexively sweeping the floor without washing his face or brushing his teeth.
