The rain hit the neon signs of Binhai City, splashing tiny pieces of light, which seemed to have crushed the hustle and bustle of the entire city. Mixed with the damp wind, it poured into the door of the "Twilight" bar.
Gong Hao was sitting at the innermost position of the bar, holding an unlit cigarette between his fingertips. The cigarette case was slightly deformed by his pinching. His eyes crossed the swaying figures and landed precisely on the spinning figure in the center of the dance floor. Mu Qinqin wore a red suspender skirt, and the hem of the skirt drew a coquettish arc with her movements.
