At 7:03 in the morning, as soon as Evelin the Ram's fingertips touched the screen of her mobile phone, the alarm clock stopped vibrating precisely. This habit of setting it ten minutes ahead has been with her for eight years in her design career. Shanghai outside the window was still shrouded in light blue mist, with only the vague outlines of the skyscrapers in Lujiazui showing. Her apartment next to Jing'an Temple was already illuminated by warm white lights, and the low sound of a coffee machine grinding beans came from the kitchen.
