Dawn Hymn

Vera is asleep. Summer is not over, the heat has not dissipated, it is rare to encounter a cool drizzle, such an afternoon is naturally suitable for lunch break. The soft reclining chair is very comfortable, and Wei’er lies comfortably on it. Why not sleep in bed? It was a little of her own. She likes to lie lazily in the reclining chair near the window on a rainy afternoon, soak in a cup of light tea, and feel the breeze with the drizzle falling on her body