The night was not yet over, and the stormy weather was distressing!
And the most distressed of all was Situ Kong tonight!
He stood in front of the study window, listening to the "whooshing" sound of the rain outside and the "pitter-patter" against the window, and he sighed deeply.
Those sounds seemed to knock incessantly at his heart's door, making his thoughts complex and his peace unattainable!
He increasingly felt the room's atmosphere was too oppressive, as if the air was not circulating properly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
So, he extended a withered old hand and pushed the window open!
As soon as the window opened, the north wind mixed with rain immediately poured in, striking his face and body!
At that moment, he did not feel cold but rather a refreshing coolness, which seemed much more comfortable.
Situ Kong breathed deeply several times against the pitch-black night outside the window, expelling the murky air accumulated in his heart...
