Since March, it has been raining all month long. The locals have long been used to it, but this weather made Lin Hui, who had only been in W City for two days for the first time, a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Lin Hui found this hotel after getting off the plane and never went out again. When he stayed in the hotel and had nothing to do, he would smoke two cigarettes. In the past two days, he had nothing to do, and the smoke lingering in the closed room never dissipated. Lin Hui was sitting on the sofa. The smoke blurred his face. He couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. He only knew that he had been sitting for a long time. How long? I don't know, maybe just for a moment, or maybe a whole day.