When It Rains

Xu Ming watched everyone fall down, but everyone looked at him. They were chained in the air, but they were looking at him. The sight of the broken limbs on the ground was looking at him, and the fallen things in the distance were all looking at him. "What should you do?" Xu Ming recovered from his gaze. His ears were filled with sounds. It was not just one person's voice, not just one person's voice, but thousands of voices. It was his voice and her voice. "You should do something."