When I woke up with a hangover, I was not on the big bed where I should be, but on the side of the road.
It was late at night and the surroundings were silent. It was the height of summer, but there was no sound of insects or birds, only the occasional breeze.
Huang Qingyun knew that he was in trouble. What she experienced at this time was no different from a dream she had once had. That's a nightmare.
But it's not too bad. She knows this place. It's only five minutes away from home. If nothing happens, she should be able to reach it.
But the ominous premonition vaguely rising in her heart, as well as the excessive silence around her, made her face gradually turn pale.
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1. Hello everyone, this is my writing practice. My writing skills are not quite strong enough. If you have any good suggestions, please let me know.
2. It won't be too scary and complicated, but it will try its best to flesh out the character and plot framework.
Mission: Be brave and determined even in a world without hope
