C245 Last Side
It was already late at night when Xia Mu Mo walked out of the company.
Wearily, he walked down the road. It had just rained, and the sky was gray. There was no moon, and no stars. There were only a few cars and pedestrians on the street.
She wandered aimlessly like a mindless puppet, her eyes glazed over the intersection in front of her.
Bewildered