The chill in the air is no longer an illusion.
[Click——]
The glass on the bedside table suddenly cracked, and the sound was particularly harsh in the quiet bedroom.
Immediately afterwards, there was a faint scratching sound on the wall, as if someone scratched it over and over again with nails, which made people's scalp numb.
The wind was blowing gusts, and even though the doors and windows were closed, the curtains were fluttering for no reason. The temperature in the room dropped sharply, almost to the point of exhaling white air.
Li Mingyuan turned over and tried to cover his head with the quilt to isolate the annoying sounds.
Useless.
The coldness seemed to penetrate all barriers and go straight into the seams of bones.
Not to mention the increasingly unbridled noise.
