Because it was night and raining, the lights in the room were not particularly bright. Yun Chu couldn't see the visitor's face clearly, so she could only remain still, waiting, neither attacking nor retreating.,Running under the eaves to avoid the rain, soaked by the raindrops yet unable to extinguish the burning desire within. The heat remained unabated.,He was a staunch materialist, never believing in time travel. To him, time travel was nothing but fiction. But... how could he explain the situation now。