Outside the window, heavy rain pours down, as if a veil has been cast over the city's sky. The clouds are dark and the wind howls, making it impossible to see anything beyond five meters.,As if he had received a satisfactory answer, Gu Ping's head fell onto his shoulder and he drifted off to sleep.,Wen Zhixia's reproachful words came to a halt the moment she saw the scarlet lipstick mark on his white shirt.。