The fog, the emotional secrets of the fog are coming to light.

The night was covered in fog in the hotel hallway, when the woman lawyer pushed the door open and found herself smoking in front of the window, and she tried to turn around and left, and he pulled her wrists with his eyes mixed with the old twilight and the current restraint, and the rainbow outside the window came into the room, and the two were coming closer, and he was putting her through the rained neck, and her finger was stuck on the edge of the collar, and she was breathing a little tremors, but she didn't back, and there was an air rush, and he was whispering in her ear, and he was holding his hand over her back, and the hand was piercing through the cloth, and the sound of the rain was covering her heart.