The night of the Freedom Ball.
Under the circular arch of the auditorium's dome, countless shadows of light hung down, swaying dimly like willow branches reaching out.
Jiang Wan sat in the car, clutching her black gown tightly, despite the heater being on full blast, she still felt cold... it was a mental chill, and through the glass, she could see the myriad lights and figures outside, layering upon one another.
The world outside the car window was noisy.
But inside it was utterly tranquil.
She recalled her parents' nagging and teachings; the ball this time was of utmost importance, and she absolutely must not follow her whims and cause any trouble... After investigating the abnormal patients in the old town district, she was grounded for a long time upon returning to South Bay.
Stepping out of the car, a wave of cold air hit her.
The autumn and winter in Dadu were almost continuous, with winter setting in right after the end of autumn.
"It's so cold..."
