Yu Xing propped up a black umbrella with one hand and held a flashlight in the other. She wiped a thin layer of water mist from her face with her sleeve, stopping at the factory gate.,As soon as he thought this, Yu Xing was startled by himself. It was all because of this environment that kept making him think in terrifying ways. He shook his head and shook off the extra thoughts.,After a pause, he stared into Yu Xing's eyes and added, "It's not cold at all. This temperature is just right."。