Ye Feifei, who always soothed herself with the spirit of Ah Q, became more indulged and unable to extricate herself the farther she fell into despair.
Thus, she curled up on the sofa and unknowingly fell asleep in Yu Xiaowan's arms; it was already 2 AM, and in just three or four hours, the sky would light up again.
This autumn, the most troublesome things were not only the lingering heat of late summer but also the sky that brightened too early.
Every day, we hoped that daylight wouldn't come; every day, we hoped that the difficulty of getting out of bed would persist forever and never be cured.
In the early morning, there was not a sound, not even the chirping birds leaping on the branches.
All of this profoundly signified that the day would be extraordinary.
