Binhai City, three in the morning.
The icy rain falls like countless fine needles, piercing every corner of the city. It washes away the noise beneath the neon lights and conceals the crimes lurking in the shadows.
Deep in the urban village, a narrow, muddy alley reeks of sour garbage and the foul dampness of the rain.
Lin Feng leans against a peeling wall, half his body hidden in the deeper shadow cast by a garbage can. He wears a faded black hoodie, its hood pulled low over most of his face. Only his tense jaw and thin lips pressed into a straight line are visible.
Rain drips from the brim of his hood, making tiny ripples in the puddle by his feet. My new work is out! Head over to Tomato Novel to read it. I hope you enjoy it. Your support motivates me to write, and I'll do my best to tell every story well!
