Bai Yutang dragged his luggage out of the apartment. His steps unsteady, a little bit hurried. He doesn't want to spend even one more second here, in this apartment complex. The place he used to call home for this past year.
The sun had not yet risen, only its rays peeked behind the earth. Gives the dusk its golden light, though its brilliance dimmed by the winter fogs. The skies were still painted with dark grey clouds, and the street lamp still shone the park encircling this apartment complex.
Bai Yutang sped his step up, but his heavy luggage slowed him down. The freezing wind blew, scratching the patch of soft skin on his cheek. It hurts, but Bai Yutang could not feel anything right now. He grit his teeth and used all the energy left in his body to drag his luggage.
