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.,Over almost a decade, he gradually adapted to this painful life. He got used to taking the crowded subway during rush hour to work, was accustomed to the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and even took medical bills for granted. He also slowly became indifferent to his own life and death.,Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。