The man's eyes kept glancing inside, as if he couldn't wait any longer.,Yun Chu Yan ran with both hands on her head in the pitch-black rainy night, running aimlessly without knowing where to go. She didn't know how long she had run for, but when she saw a thatched hut, Yun Chu Yan rushed straight inside without hesitation.,He was a staunch materialist, never believing in time travel. To him, time travel was nothing but fiction. But... how could he explain the situation now。