Dong Fang Atelier…
Song Fengwan woke up at five in the morning. When she arrived at the entrance of the atelier, the sky was still gray and cloudy. Other than the people working the morning shift, there were only students rushing to attend their morning self-study.
She bought two steamed meat buns from a street side stall. The weather was cold now, so the doors and windows of the atelier were tightly shut. If she ate inside the atelier, the classroom would inevitably be full of the scent of the buns, so she could only eat while walking in the cold wind.
Just as she turned a corner, she saw a familiar figure.
