Towards midnight, the heavy precipitation outside finally showed signs of stopping.

Song Qitang sat in the hall, his eyes looking around the shabby furnishings from time to time.

This is a common country dwelling, with mottled walls, wooden chairs, and old-colored calendar paintings hanging on the walls.

Lao Nie lifted the curtain and walked in with a limp, his expression was quite restrained, "Miss Song, are you hungry?" Eat noodles quickly......

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