On the Edge of Pure

It took him a long time to calm down. He lay in bed, panting heavily, his eyes vacant.,Especially the meteorological bureau's warning, tonight there might be a once-in-a-century torrential rainstorm. The distant horizon is shrouded in thick clouds, and faintly, scorching lightning flashes intermittently, as if tearing open a gap in the darkness. The rumble of thunder rolls ominously.,That stuff definitely kills cancer cells, but the corpse attracts flies like crazy.。