Although the clouds in the sky were thick, the rain did not get heavier and heavier. It was still pitter-patter, as if there was an immortal on top of the clouds that was slowly pressing down without using too much force.
Therefore, from afar, although the curtain of rain had become a beaded curtain, it also had a beautiful meaning, causing the entire city to be in a hazy state. It was like a mirage, an illusion that revealed reality.
The sky was gradually turning dark. Perhaps it was because the setting sun was obscured by the clouds, so only a small amount of light could pass through the gaps between the clouds and fall. This made the setting sun appear normal only in the area where the light beam fell, but in other directions.., it seemed to speed up the passage of time, causing the night to arrive at a rapid pace.