Stepping Up Is Not My Cup Chapter 142

Under the scorching sun.

The yellow sand is endless, the sand dunes are adjacent to each other, and the waves are like ripples, swaying with the wind.

The vast desert, the majestic sea of   sand, the dead silence and tranquility.

Always give you a monotonous color, yellow, yellow, always a burning yellow.

It seems as if nature has frozen the surging sand waves and the empty heat waves here in an instant, making them still forever.