Chapter 97 One Time Was Thirty Thousand

In that case, Josie had nothing to say.

After all, this was not a city, and nothing could be picky.

She took out a towel and shower gel from the box, took the flashlight and walked directly to the pond at the door, and sat on the washing stone, her legs drooping in the cool water, shaking her legs and splashing water with a whoosh.

Croak -

Next to his ear was the croaking of a frog mixed with a cricket

Suddenly, green starlight floated up from the darkness. Josie stared at the green starlight in a daze.

When he was young, he could often see fireflies. When he grew up, he rarely saw fireflies. He did not expect there to be so many fireflies here.

Plop

Josie jumped into the pond at the entrance. There was no one there in the middle of the night. She was comfortably swimming and taking a bath.