Bearing the Lightning On Myself Chapter 22

Two days later, in the evening.

"Boom!" The setting sun was scorching, and the clouds and mist brought up water vapor to climb up the peaks, and were then blown into the clouds by the warm wind. The dark clouds, which were already a little turbid, finally couldn't bear the weight, and the accumulated water poured down like a curtain, mixed with bursts of thunder.

The rain and the sunset go hand in hand, and the wonders of nature are presented like a painting on the mountains.

The next day, afternoon.

"Yeah." Jason Yang woke up slowly, "Tada..." Before he opened his eyes, the sound of raindrops hitting the water reached his ears, and a cool breeze with moisture blew towards him.