On the Edge of Pure

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.,Actually, he didn't have much time left and didn't want his dearest friend to waste their time or money on him, a dying man, because it wouldn't mean anything.,There was no way around it. Luo Buyi could only put on his clothes and venture out in the wind, the January gale made him shiver uncontrollably. Even the security booth at the school gate was about to be overturned. Old Li, wearing a military coat, handed him a tightly sealed express box, then turned and rode away on his electric scooter.。