In the early morning, in this quiet spot within the bustling district, the winter sparrows chirped and twittered, calling forth the sunlight. Xin Chen's internal clock, always punctual, woke her up—a creature of habit. She stretched lazily, feeling as if she hadn't had such a peaceful sleep in a long time. Although it was odd that she ended up sleeping on the mat by the heater, it didn't matter. As long as that dizzying nightmare hadn't struck, it was already a good day for her.