On the 27th floor of the Galaxy Tower, up on the rooftop.
It was a breezy day. Even though the sun was still up, it was still chilly up there. The cold wind made the shirt hems flutter and the whooshing sound by one's ears only made the place seem even quieter.
Qi Lei liked tall places like this since he could feel closer to the sky and freedom. Everything at the bottom looked so small. Then, he could feel that he was not as tiny as he thought. At least, right there, he could still gaze upon the whole city and even the world.
Some time ago, Yang Sheng asked him if he was feeling lonely. Actually, he did not really feel lonely because he did not want to use loneliness as an excuse to self-indulge. Overall, he just felt tired.
A contented person would never feel lonely. Even if there was such instance, it would just be a little spice in life.
Qi Lei had always hoped he could become someone like that.
