Lightning cleaved the sky, enveloping Hanhai in darkness, with a sense of unease permeating the East District.
Dark clouds piled low, as if they might collapse the buildings overhead at any moment.
At the L&S Chain Supermarket, Gao Ming and Zhang Ding stood on the rooftop, surrounded by discarded goods filling the space, once an abandoned children's park.
Rusty bumper cars were overgrown with dark spots, the merry-go-round swayed in the rain, and on one side of a seesaw painted with angels lay the overweight Rich, while on the other squatted Zhang Fendou, full of curiosity.
"Homework is impossible, I'll never be able to do it in this lifetime," Zhang Fendou muttered under his breath, sneaking a glance at his father's belt.
