The capital at night, bustling with traffic.
Countless lights glimmered from homes far and wide.
On the streets, neon lights flickered ceaselessly.
They always showcased the city's prosperity.
Early spring.
Snow began to fall in the capital once again.
Unexpectedly, this would likely be the last snowfall of spring.
After this, life would awaken, and the ice and snow would melt.
Julius Reed sat in front of the television, watching the program listlessly.
Meanwhile, those women huddled together like close sisters, eating and laughing with each other.
Nelson personally cooked, earning everyone's praise.
They sipped red wine and the air was filled with their cheerful laughter.
Itai Huntington also recovered from her low spirits, her face adorned by a smile.
"Sigh!"
Julius watched the bowl of rice, a packet of pickled vegetables, and a pair of chopsticks before him.
He had no appetite.
