Truthfully, things were no safer in Hedong City.
Every few days, machine guns and fighter jets could be heard firing all over town. The city’s defensive measures might have guarded it well against ground attacks, but they were certainly no good against high-speed birds and flying insects. If one could get used to the flying invaders and explosive shoot-downs though, then everything else would seem more or less normal to them.
Since the beginning of time, humans have always been able to adapt easily. From natural disasters to world wars, it should come as no surprise that people would get used to hearing gunfire and bombs explode.
Luo Yuan sat on his bed with his legs crossed and his eyes closed, taking deep breaths in order to relax. He exhaled.
“Oh, hurry up and massage my legs. They’re numb already!” he told Huang Jiahui suddenly, breaking the short-lived tranquility.
“Why are you always like this? Why can’t I get some sleep?” she said as she turned her back to him.
