When Ya Shitian arrived here, he also brought a stack of compressed disks.
There were over a hundred movies on the disk.
They chose a comedy to watch, a really hilarious one.
Ye Anqi leaned on Ya Shitian's shoulder, sporadically laughing as she stared at the screen.
"Click—"
"Boom—"
Suddenly, a terrifying flash of lightning and peal of thunder, and the television screen went abruptly black.
Ye Anqi's smile froze on her face.
She turned her head to look at the sky outside the window, the overcast heavens constantly slashed by lightning.
Each bolt of lightning seemed like a crack...
As if the sky were about to split open.
A sudden unease and suffocation filled Ye Anqi's heart.
...
Day and night passed, and the rain showed no signs of letting up.
Ya Shitian's cellphone had no signal either.
And her body... seemed even weaker.
Having slept through the night, Ye Anqi woke up feeling slightly cold and completely exhausted.
