The Mystery of He Luoqi

Several hundred miles from Jing'an City, rain swept across the mountains as gale-force winds howled. He Qishuai struggled to get up and find somewhere to shelter from the rain. After several failed attempts, he had no strength left; his limbs felt as if they had been pulled apart.

It seemed he was somewhere in the mountains. The rain was so heavy he could barely lift his head. Through the curtain of rain, he thought he saw a house nearby, though it was hard to make out. None of this made sense. He had just returned home and lain down on the sofa to rest, thinking about the seating arrangements for the leaders at tomorrow's project launch ceremony. How had he suddenly ended up in this godforsaken place? Was this some kind of supernatural event?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.