Spring Festival came early this year.
Like always, most people passed the period by counting down the day till their annual bonus was given out and the holiday season started, then going back to their hometown to attend a family reunion and the intolerable company of idiotic relatives until the holiday was over and they resumed their work.
To a smaller proportion of people, however, the Spring Festival this year was exceptionally meaningful. As the saying went, new year, new beginning. Nevertheless, this new beginning... turned out to be too "new".
Morning, at the foot of Phoenix Mountain.
