As soon as the sky turned dark, it seemed to happen extraordinarily quickly. Unconsciously, the entire suburb was fully embraced by nightfall.
Just like on Half Mountain, nighttime brought incredibly low temperatures to the suburb.
Having been busy all afternoon, Jing Haohao had long ago digested every bit of the food she had eaten at noon.
Cold and hungry, Jing Haohao found herself losing her ability to withstand the chill. She stood under a street lamp, staring longingly at the barren street, hoping for a vehicle heading back to the city, something she could hitch a ride on.
The quiet of the suburbs at night was profoundly silent. Jing Haohao stood alone, shifting her nearly frozen legs from time to time. After who knows how long, Jing Haohao lifted her hand to cup her icy face, warming her hands with her breath. Just as she was about to lower her hand, a vehicle slowly pulled up across the street.
