On the Edge of Pure

It's about to rain heavily. Even through the window, you can smell the strong earthy scent. The strong wind whips up sand and leaves on the playground, as if it's going to swallow the whole world.,As for the recipient's address, it truly is his own.,Lu Buwei put on the virtual helmet, plugged the wires into the socket by his bed, and adjusted it slightly so that the neural hub fit snugly against his temple. He lay flat on the iron bed in his dormitory.。