Go Against the Light

In this bustling city, Lin Xia is like a tiny speck of dust, trying hard to find her footing. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the endless flow of traffic under her feet, as if it was the never-ending pulse of the city, beating with endless vitality and indifference. Only the brown mark left on the bottom of the cup was left, just like her slightly confused mood at the moment. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.