Twenty years later.
Jiang City train station.
The June weather was sweltering, and pedestrians were dressed very lightly. Even on such hot days, many people were outside walking, shopping, especially around the train station, which was teeming with people.
A long-haired girl in a white blouse and denim shorts, carrying a rather worn suitcase, had just left the station and was waiting for a car by the roadside when three sketchy troublemakers surrounded her and looked her up and down with bad intentions, her straight, long legs shining somewhat reflectively in the sunlight.
She flipped her hair, her face delicate as if kissed by God, bearing an innocuous smile, bright eyes, shining teeth, her presence brighter than the sunlight itself.
