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"Whirring whirring."
The sound of the wind outside the car window is hunting and hunting, and you can catch the traces of the forest falling to one side, so as to capture the traces of the wind. The dark green waves are chasing the vehicles and running, just like Hayao Miyazaki's animated movie. It freezes the time like a picture in it.
"It's going to rain." Lan Li quietly caught the traces of the wind, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Don't you think that this scene is very similar to the "My Neighbor Totoro"? The heavy rain is coming and we are chasing The footsteps of the wind, maybe, under the street lights on the corner, My Neighbor Totoro is waiting for this."
The slightly hoarse voice rang in the tranquility of the night and the wind, with a hint of excitement and joy, happiness overflowed so lightly, and people couldn't help but look out of the car window. They searched and explored hard—before they realized how childish this action was, they had already begun to look for traces of Chinchillas, just like children who hadn't grown up.
"Len Li, do you know that Chinchillas don't exist?" John laughed dumbly, breaking the peace with a loud voice.
However, Lan Li remained unmoved, "Because only people with a pure mind can see My Neighbor Totoro."
Whisshaw did not hold back, he laughed after a chuckle, and looked around with his gaze, only to see Lan Li crawling by the window like a child, looking up at the treetops, it seems that My Neighbor Totoro is really hiding there. In the midst of the squally green waves, the picture in the movie could not help appearing in my mind:
On a rainy day, the big chinchilla was holding an umbrella, and suddenly there were large drops of water accumulated on the branches falling down and making a bang. It became happy and liked the sound very much. It could not help but jump to the top of the tree, shaking the branches and All the raindrops on the leaves fell one after another, and a symphony was played.
That pure and beautiful innocence, when grown up, can never be found again.
"Lan Li, are you okay?" Westshaw asked cautiously.
"Huh?" Lan Li raised his voice, his attention still remained on the mighty green waves outside the window, his reaction speed was a little slower, "Ha, are you talking about what just happened? I'm very Well, those words can't hurt me at all, otherwise, I won't be able to stick to it till now."
Indeed, Lan Li always wears a perfect gentleman's mask, not to protect the people, but to protect himself. From the beginning of entering this industry, he knows what price he needs to pay, and he is already prepared. It just so happened that aristocratic education gave him such ability.
But few people know that before he became an actor, Lan Li had already put on a mask, because everyone in the Hall family wears a mask. He is used to keeping distance and being rusty, taking care of them carefully. The family relationship that does not exist at all maintains the fetters and entanglement.
Over time, Lan Li also got used to this way, this is his habit. He admits that this is a bit hypocritical, but he doesn't think this is the wrong choice.
Reality, let alone the complete reality, who can do most of the reality? Even if it’s not in Vanity Fair, it’s the same in real life. Everyone wears a mask to protect themselves and distance themselves from safety. This is also the reason that family, love, and friendship are precious. Those people are among the few who can spy on their true face, and they are also a few. Can provide the presence of a warm harbor, in addition to that, they all wear masks.
Randall's attack could not harm Lan Li at all, and it was not worth mentioning. Because Lan Li knows that those remarks are just trying to vent negative emotions, and to shirk all the sadness, pain, depression, anger and frustration in their lives on others, which will make their lives much easier-he doesn't need to Pay for those negative emotions.
"I know...but...it's just...those misunderstandings and accusations are always maliciously speculating about attacks. Doesn't this make you question your work?" Weisshaw asked step by step.
John also retracted his gaze, adjusted his sitting posture a little, expressed his opinion, and joined the discussion.
"I don't like it. They always seem to think that if I show a smile on the big screen, I should always be happy; but the problem is that I should be allowed to be sad and lost. This is my right. Although this is Part of our work, but this part is really terrible. I often question my choices, but it seems that other than that, I don’t know what else I can do, so I’m stuck here."
Lan Li chuckled, "Of course I don't like it either. I also have my own emotions and troubles, and I also have my own troughs and troubles. This is also the reason why I like acting. When acting, I can always pretend to be another A person, and this person's life can always find an outlet-at least that is the case with American movies." Is this the "perfect ending" of American movies?
Whisshaw and John both laughed happily, and the bitterness and boredom alleviated a lot in an instant.
"God, you are such a special guy, do you like acting so much? Never tired of it?" John asked curiously.
"Perhaps, once, when filming the'anti-cancer me'." Lan Li thought for a moment, and said honestly, "At that time, I began to question my choices and my own state, as if I was really stuck. In the cancer cage, I have the urge to run away."
“But other than that, I’ve never appeared before.” Lan Li continued, “However, I don’t spend all my time on acting and on set. I also enjoy outdoor sports very much. Let go of your mind and body, stand in front of nature, and feel your own insignificance."
"Oh, yes, I've heard of rock climbing, skydiving, and hiking." John's face was full of resisting expressions, and he used his whole body movements to express his rejection. Even Whisshaw also showed a surprised and shocked expression." God, what are you thinking about, don’t you know that these sports might kill you?"
"Who knows? Maybe let these accidents happen, but you can feel the weight of life, and let you learn to cherish life." Lan Li laughed happily.
But John was still full of disgust, "But, did the accident really happen?"
"Then it may be destiny, sadness, regret, and grief, but it is true enough." Lan Li said briskly. "Everyone has a way of feeling life, just like some people always vent their negative emotions to others. Some people choose to stay away from the shackles of city life."
"Aha! You still care about the attack from the young man just now, after all!" John seemed to have grasped Lanly's handle, his whole body couldn't help leaning forward, from the driver's seat and the passenger's seat. He stretched out his body, looked at Lan Li, and said very excitedly.
Lan Li couldn't help laughing, "I am not a goldfish, I only have seven seconds of memory. Although I don't care, I still remember. What I mean is that I will not let him influence my lifestyle."
Then Whisshaw made up a knife calmly, "At least, you showed care and mind, which means that the point of view is wrong, you are not cold, this is a good thing." This is just a complaint. Lan Li's hypocrisy of "clearly minding but pretending not to care".
Lan Li instantly captured the deep meaning of Westshaw’s words, but he did not answer or refute. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Did I miss something? Why do I always feel that the whole crew They’re all trying to besiege me, Olivia, Rachel, and you’re all the same, wait, did I miss which part of the meeting?"
Whisshaw and John exchanged their sights through the rearview mirror, and then at the same time shifted their sights, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Hey, anyone? I'm here." Lan Li had to wave his hand to break the silence. "You should know that refusing to answer makes you look more suspicious, right?"
"No, no no."
"No, definitely not."
"It's all your thoughts."
John and Whisshaw are like two kids caught in the bag. Their botched and bad cover-up skills are completely self-exposing. This makes Lan Li's eyes show a meaningful smile, but Lan Li's next reaction is not. Very unexpected:
He did not continue to pursue it.
"Well, it should be my illusion." How easily did Lan Li retreat?
John and Westshaw felt faintly uncomfortable. They always felt that Lanly was digging a trap, but they didn't know what was going on. This kind of horror was really uncomfortable. So, what should they do now? Is it looking for Rachel, Olivia and others to hold an emergency meeting?
Wait, or is this a trap? Once they hold a meeting, Lan Li will suddenly appear? Or maybe they should hold a secret video conference? But what if Lanly sees through their tricks? Oops, what should they do? What is going on now?
It's like standing on the guillotine, the guillotine fell halfway, and then put it back, but I don't know when the next time it will fall. This kind of anxiety is really indescribable. It's better to fall straight down. There is no need to be nervous anymore.
but……
No wonder it is said that Lan Li is a prankster! Obviously they have the upper hand ~www.novelhall.com~ but they always feel that the initiative is in the hands of Lan Li, which is really uncomfortable.
Whisshaw kept driving intently. John glanced at Lan Li quietly, but with a guilty conscience, and then suddenly saw Lan Li turn his head. This shocked John and almost urinated directly. As a result, Lan Li seemed to be guilty. Nothing was normal, and a smile appeared, "It looks like it's going to rain soon."
Rumble!
Just as Lan Li’s voice fell, lightning and thunder came from the window of the car, and the whole world was brightened. The huge roar shocked John, and the whole person jumped up in the back seat and slammed directly into it. On the roof of the car, the antics was so embarrassing that he could not help rubbing his head vigorously.
Then, it rained.
The mighty torrential rain became one piece, the dark night was dyed blue, and the world shrank to the size of a car in the squally stormy rain. Only the exhaust sound of the heating system was slightly fluctuating, and then it was quiet again. Come down.
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"Whirring whirring."
The sound of the wind outside the car window is hunting and hunting, and you can catch the traces of the forest falling to one side, so as to capture the traces of the wind. The dark green waves are chasing the vehicles and running, just like Hayao Miyazaki's animated movie. It freezes the time like a picture in it.
"It's going to rain." Lan Li quietly caught the traces of the wind, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Don't you think that this scene is very similar to the "My Neighbor Totoro"? The heavy rain is coming and we are chasing The footsteps of the wind, maybe, under the street lights on the corner, My Neighbor Totoro is waiting for this."
The slightly hoarse voice rang in the tranquility of the night and the wind, with a hint of excitement and joy, happiness overflowed so lightly, and people couldn't help but look out of the car window. They searched and explored hard—before they realized how childish this action was, they had already begun to look for traces of Chinchillas, just like children who hadn't grown up.
"Len Li, do you know that Chinchillas don't exist?" John laughed dumbly, breaking the peace with a loud voice.
However, Lan Li remained unmoved, "Because only people with a pure mind can see My Neighbor Totoro."
Whisshaw did not hold back, he laughed after a chuckle, and looked around with his gaze, only to see Lan Li crawling by the window like a child, looking up at the treetops, it seems that My Neighbor Totoro is really hiding there. In the midst of the squally green waves, the picture in the movie could not help appearing in my mind:
On a rainy day, the big chinchilla was holding an umbrella, and suddenly there were large drops of water accumulated on the branches falling down and making a bang. It became happy and liked the sound very much. It could not help but jump to the top of the tree, shaking the branches and All the raindrops on the leaves fell one after another, and a symphony was played.
That pure and beautiful innocence, when grown up, can never be found again.
"Lan Li, are you okay?" Westshaw asked cautiously.
"Huh?" Lan Li raised his voice, his attention still remained on the mighty green waves outside the window, his reaction speed was a little slower, "Ha, are you talking about what just happened? I'm very Well, those words can't hurt me at all, otherwise, I won't be able to stick to it till now."
Indeed, Lan Li always wears a perfect gentleman's mask, not to protect the people, but to protect himself. From the beginning of entering this industry, he knows what price he needs to pay, and he is already prepared. It just so happened that aristocratic education gave him such ability.
But few people know that before he became an actor, Lan Li had already put on a mask, because everyone in the Hall family wears a mask. He is used to keeping distance and being rusty, taking care of them carefully. The family relationship that does not exist at all maintains the fetters and entanglement.
Over time, Lan Li also got used to this way, this is his habit. He admits that this is a bit hypocritical, but he doesn't think this is the wrong choice.
Reality, let alone the complete reality, who can do most of the reality? Even if it’s not in Vanity Fair, it’s the same in real life. Everyone wears a mask to protect themselves and distance themselves from safety. This is also the reason that family, love, and friendship are precious. Those people are among the few who can spy on their true face, and they are also a few. Can provide the presence of a warm harbor, in addition to that, they all wear masks.
Randall's attack could not harm Lan Li at all, and it was not worth mentioning. Because Lan Li knows that those remarks are just trying to vent negative emotions, and to shirk all the sadness, pain, depression, anger and frustration in their lives on others, which will make their lives much easier-he doesn't need to Pay for those negative emotions.
"I know...but...it's just...those misunderstandings and accusations are always maliciously speculating about attacks. Doesn't this make you question your work?" Weisshaw asked step by step.
John also retracted his gaze, adjusted his sitting posture a little, expressed his opinion, and joined the discussion.
"I don't like it. They always seem to think that if I show a smile on the big screen, I should always be happy; but the problem is that I should be allowed to be sad and lost. This is my right. Although this is Part of our work, but this part is really terrible. I often question my choices, but it seems that other than that, I don’t know what else I can do, so I’m stuck here."
Lan Li chuckled, "Of course I don't like it either. I also have my own emotions and troubles, and I also have my own troughs and troubles. This is also the reason why I like acting. When acting, I can always pretend to be another A person, and this person's life can always find an outlet-at least that is the case with American movies." Is this the "perfect ending" of American movies?
Whisshaw and John both laughed happily, and the bitterness and boredom alleviated a lot in an instant.
"God, you are such a special guy, do you like acting so much? Never tired of it?" John asked curiously.
"Perhaps, once, when filming the'anti-cancer me'." Lan Li thought for a moment, and said honestly, "At that time, I began to question my choices and my own state, as if I was really stuck. In the cancer cage, I have the urge to run away."
“But other than that, I’ve never appeared before.” Lan Li continued, “However, I don’t spend all my time on acting and on set. I also enjoy outdoor sports very much. Let go of your mind and body, stand in front of nature, and feel your own insignificance."
"Oh, yes, I've heard of rock climbing, skydiving, and hiking." John's face was full of resisting expressions, and he used his whole body movements to express his rejection. Even Whisshaw also showed a surprised and shocked expression." God, what are you thinking about, don’t you know that these sports might kill you?"
"Who knows? Maybe let these accidents happen, but you can feel the weight of life, and let you learn to cherish life." Lan Li laughed happily.
But John was still full of disgust, "But, did the accident really happen?"
"Then it may be destiny, sadness, regret, and grief, but it is true enough." Lan Li said briskly. "Everyone has a way of feeling life, just like some people always vent their negative emotions to others. Some people choose to stay away from the shackles of city life."
"Aha! You still care about the attack from the young man just now, after all!" John seemed to have grasped Lanly's handle, his whole body couldn't help leaning forward, from the driver's seat and the passenger's seat. He stretched out his body, looked at Lan Li, and said very excitedly.
Lan Li couldn't help laughing, "I am not a goldfish, I only have seven seconds of memory. Although I don't care, I still remember. What I mean is that I will not let him influence my lifestyle."
Then Whisshaw made up a knife calmly, "At least, you showed care and mind, which means that the point of view is wrong, you are not cold, this is a good thing." This is just a complaint. Lan Li's hypocrisy of "clearly minding but pretending not to care".
Lan Li instantly captured the deep meaning of Westshaw’s words, but he did not answer or refute. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Did I miss something? Why do I always feel that the whole crew They’re all trying to besiege me, Olivia, Rachel, and you’re all the same, wait, did I miss which part of the meeting?"
Whisshaw and John exchanged their sights through the rearview mirror, and then at the same time shifted their sights, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Hey, anyone? I'm here." Lan Li had to wave his hand to break the silence. "You should know that refusing to answer makes you look more suspicious, right?"
"No, no no."
"No, definitely not."
"It's all your thoughts."
John and Whisshaw are like two kids caught in the bag. Their botched and bad cover-up skills are completely self-exposing. This makes Lan Li's eyes show a meaningful smile, but Lan Li's next reaction is not. Very unexpected:
He did not continue to pursue it.
"Well, it should be my illusion." How easily did Lan Li retreat?
John and Westshaw felt faintly uncomfortable. They always felt that Lanly was digging a trap, but they didn't know what was going on. This kind of horror was really uncomfortable. So, what should they do now? Is it looking for Rachel, Olivia and others to hold an emergency meeting?
Wait, or is this a trap? Once they hold a meeting, Lan Li will suddenly appear? Or maybe they should hold a secret video conference? But what if Lanly sees through their tricks? Oops, what should they do? What is going on now?
It's like standing on the guillotine, the guillotine fell halfway, and then put it back, but I don't know when the next time it will fall. This kind of anxiety is really indescribable. It's better to fall straight down. There is no need to be nervous anymore.
but……
No wonder it is said that Lan Li is a prankster! Obviously they have the upper hand ~www.novelhall.com~ but they always feel that the initiative is in the hands of Lan Li, which is really uncomfortable.
Whisshaw kept driving intently. John glanced at Lan Li quietly, but with a guilty conscience, and then suddenly saw Lan Li turn his head. This shocked John and almost urinated directly. As a result, Lan Li seemed to be guilty. Nothing was normal, and a smile appeared, "It looks like it's going to rain soon."
Rumble!
Just as Lan Li’s voice fell, lightning and thunder came from the window of the car, and the whole world was brightened. The huge roar shocked John, and the whole person jumped up in the back seat and slammed directly into it. On the roof of the car, the antics was so embarrassing that he could not help rubbing his head vigorously.
Then, it rained.
The mighty torrential rain became one piece, the dark night was dyed blue, and the world shrank to the size of a car in the squally stormy rain. Only the exhaust sound of the heating system was slightly fluctuating, and then it was quiet again. Come down.
vertex
"Whirring whirring."The sound of the wind outside the car window is hunting and hunting, and you can catch the traces of the forest falling to one side, so as to capture the traces of the wind. The dark green waves are chasing the vehicles and running, just like Hayao Miyazaki's animated movie. It freezes the time like a picture in it."It's going to rain." Lan Li quietly caught the traces of the wind, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Don't you think that this scene is very similar to the "My Neighbor Totoro"? The heavy rain is coming and we are chasing The footsteps of the wind, maybe, under the street lights on the corner, My Neighbor Totoro is waiting for this."The slightly hoarse voice rang in the tranquility of the night and the wind, with a hint of excitement and joy, happiness overflowed so lightly, and people couldn't help but look out of the car window. They searched and explored hardbefore they realized how childish this action was, they had already begun to look for traces of Chinchillas, just like children who hadn't grown up."Len Li, do you know that Chinchillas don't exist?" John laughed dumbly, breaking the peace with a loud voice.However, Lan Li remained unmoved, "Because only people with a pure mind can see My Neighbor Totoro."Whisshaw did not hold back, he laughed after a chuckle, and looked around with his gaze, only to see Lan Li crawling by the window like a child, looking up at the treetops, it seems that My Neighbor Totoro is really hiding there. In the midst of the squally green waves, the picture in the movie could not help appearing in my mind:On a rainy day, the big chinchilla was holding an umbrella, and suddenly there were large drops of water accumulated on the branches falling down and making a bang. It became happy and liked the sound very much. It could not help but jump to the top of the tree, shaking the branches and All the raindrops on the leaves fell one after another, and a symphony was played.That pure and beautiful innocence, when grown up, can never be found again."Lan Li, are you okay?" Westshaw asked cautiously."Huh?" Lan Li raised his voice, his attention still remained on the mighty green waves outside the window, his reaction speed was a little slower, "Ha, are you talking about what just happened? I'm very Well, those words can't hurt me at all, otherwise, I won't be able to stick to it till now."Indeed, Lan Li always wears a perfect gentleman's mask, not to protect the people, but to protect himself. From the beginning of entering this industry, he knows what price he needs to pay, and he is already prepared. It just so happened that aristocratic education gave him such ability.But few people know that before he became an actor, Lan Li had already put on a mask, because everyone in the Hall family wears a mask. He is used to keeping distance and being rusty, taking care of them carefully. The family relationship that does not exist at all maintains the fetters and entanglement.Over time, Lan Li also got used to this way, this is his habit. He admits that this is a bit hypocritical, but he doesn't think this is the wrong choice.Reality, let alone the complete reality, who can do most of the reality? Even if it's not in Vanity Fair, it's the same in real life. Everyone wears a mask to protect themselves and distance themselves from safety. This is also the reason that family, love, and friendship are precious. Those people are among the few who can spy on their true face, and they are also a few. Can provide the presence of a warm harbor, in addition to that, they all wear masks.Randall's attack could not harm Lan Li at all, and it was not worth mentioning. Because Lan Li knows that those remarks are just trying to vent negative emotions, and to shirk all the sadness, pain, depression, anger and frustration in their lives on others, which will make their lives much easier-he doesn't need to Pay for those negative emotions."I know...but...it's just...those misunderstandings and accusations are always maliciously speculating about attacks. Doesn't this make you question your work?" Weisshaw asked step by step.John also retracted his gaze, adjusted his sitting posture a little, expressed his opinion, and joined the discussion."I don't like it. They always seem to think that if I show a smile on the big screen, I should always be happy; but the problem is that I should be allowed to be sad and lost. This is my right. Although this is Part of our work, but this part is really terrible. I often question my choices, but it seems that other than that, I don't know what else I can do, so I'm stuck here."Lan Li chuckled, "Of course I don't like it either. I also have my own emotions and troubles, and I also have my own troughs and troubles. This is also the reason why I like acting. When acting, I can always pretend to be another A person, and this person's life can always find an outlet-at least that is the case with American movies." Is this the "perfect ending" of American movies?Whisshaw and John both laughed happily, and the bitterness and boredom alleviated a lot in an instant."God, you are such a special guy, do you like acting so much? Never tired of it?" John asked curiously."Perhaps, once, when filming the'anti-cancer me'." Lan Li thought for a moment, and said honestly, "At that time, I began to question my choices and my own state, as if I was really stuck. In the cancer cage, I have the urge to run away."But other than that, I've never appeared before. Lan Li continued, However, I don't spend all my time on acting and on set. I also enjoy outdoor sports very much. Let go of your mind and body, stand in front of nature, and feel your own insignificance.""Oh, yes, I've heard of rock climbing, skydiving, and hiking." John's face was full of resisting expressions, and he used his whole body movements to express his rejection. Even Whisshaw also showed a surprised and shocked expression." God, what are you thinking about, don't you know that these sports might kill you?""Who knows? Maybe let these accidents happen, but you can feel the weight of life, and let you learn to cherish life." Lan Li laughed happily.But John was still full of disgust, "But, did the accident really happen?""Then it may be destiny, sadness, regret, and grief, but it is true enough." Lan Li said briskly. "Everyone has a way of feeling life, just like some people always vent their negative emotions to others. Some people choose to stay away from the shackles of city life.""Aha! You still care about the attack from the young man just now, after all!" John seemed to have grasped Lanly's handle, his whole body couldn't help leaning forward, from the driver's seat and the passenger's seat. He stretched out his body, looked at Lan Li, and said very excitedly.Lan Li couldn't help laughing, "I am not a goldfish, I only have seven seconds of memory. Although I don't care, I still remember. What I mean is that I will not let him influence my lifestyle."Then Whisshaw made up a knife calmly, "At least, you showed care and mind, which means that the point of view is wrong, you are not cold, this is a good thing." This is just a complaint. Lan Li's hypocrisy of "clearly minding but pretending not to care".Lan Li instantly captured the deep meaning of Westshaw's words, but he did not answer or refute. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Did I miss something? Why do I always feel that the whole crew They're all trying to besiege me, Olivia, Rachel, and you're all the same, wait, did I miss which part of the meeting?"Whisshaw and John exchanged their sights through the rearview mirror, and then at the same time shifted their sights, pretending that nothing had happened."Hey, anyone? I'm here." Lan Li had to wave his hand to break the silence. "You should know that refusing to answer makes you look more suspicious, right?""No, no no.""No, definitely not.""It's all your thoughts."John and Whisshaw are like two kids caught in the bag. Their botched and bad cover-up skills are completely self-exposing. This makes Lan Li's eyes show a meaningful smile, but Lan Li's next reaction is not. Very unexpected:He did not continue to pursue it."Well, it should be my illusion." How easily did Lan Li retreat?John and Westshaw felt faintly uncomfortable. They always felt that Lanly was digging a trap, but they didn't know what was going on. This kind of horror was really uncomfortable. So, what should they do now? Is it looking for Rachel, Olivia and others to hold an emergency meeting?Wait, or is this a trap? Once they hold a meeting, Lan Li will suddenly appear? Or maybe they should hold a secret video conference? But what if Lanly sees through their tricks? Oops, what should they do? What is going on now?It's like standing on the guillotine, the guillotine fell halfway, and then put it back, but I don't know when the next time it will fall. This kind of anxiety is really indescribable. It's better to fall straight down. There is no need to be nervous anymore.butNo wonder it is said that Lan Li is a prankster! Obviously they have the upper hand ~www.novelhall.com~ but they always feel that the initiative is in the hands of Lan Li, which is really uncomfortable.Whisshaw kept driving intently. John glanced at Lan Li quietly, but with a guilty conscience, and then suddenly saw Lan Li turn his head. This shocked John and almost urinated directly. As a result, Lan Li seemed to be guilty. Nothing was normal, and a smile appeared, "It looks like it's going to rain soon."Rumble!Just as Lan Li's voice fell, lightning and thunder came from the window of the car, and the whole world was brightened. The huge roar shocked John, and the whole person jumped up in the back seat and slammed directly into it. On the roof of the car, the antics was so embarrassing that he could not help rubbing his head vigorously.Then, it rained.The mighty torrential rain became one piece, the dark night was dyed blue, and the world shrank to the size of a car in the squally stormy rain. Only the exhaust sound of the heating system was slightly fluctuating, and then it was quiet again. Come down.vertex
