The wind is howling.

The sky was dotted with black spots, and the clouds swept in, and it was already impossible to tell whether it was the sky or the clouds.

The rain in the sky was like thousands of silver needles piercing the earth, slamming on the car window, making a trembling "bang" sound.

The sound of stabbing and stabbing electricity on the radio seems to have intensified a bit, and the sound is also a little torn and deformed:

"I... No... Lie. ”

"He... Because

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