Lost in the City

Lin Xia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the endless traffic at her feet. The height of the twenty-eighth floor made everything seem small, just like her mood at the moment. The phone vibrated on the desk. It was a message from her mother: Xia Xia, remember to go home for dinner this weekend. Your Aunt Wang has introduced you to a boy... She rubbed her temples. In the past three months, this was her seventh blind date. From her twenty-fifth birthday, her mother seemed to turn on some strange switch and frantically arranged blind dates for her. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.