My head hurts.
Xie Xu opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was not the yellowed ceiling of the rental house, but the gray sky, and an indescribable rancid smell penetrated his nose.
"Cough cough cough——"
He sat up suddenly and choked with tears. What does this smell like? It's like a hundred trash cans fermenting at the same time, mixed with the sweet smell of something rotten. Xie Xu covered her nose and looked around, completely stunned.
