The coldest time at night, Noah finally returned to the new home that Christy had moved into overnight. It was closer to downtown, but it was in a remote and unremarkable alley.
The first floor was a row of shops that sold furniture and daily necessities. They lived on the second floor, and there were only two floors.
It was a little noisy during the day, but the whole street quieted down at night. However, the downtown area next to the street was still bustling with people who were enjoying their nightlife.
Christy was tidying up the room. The air conditioner in the hall was turned on. Noah took off his down Jacket and faced the warm air. He had no expression on his face, and he didn't know it was because his face was too cold, or his heart was numb. His eyes were closed, and even if they were opened, one probably couldn't see any emotions in them.
Christy handed him a cup of hot tea, "How did it go?"
Noah threw the down jacket to her and said, "I got it."
