The rising sun wasn't very hot. Instead, its warmth brought a strange restlessness as it shone on me.
I didn't feel the slightest discomfort. The midday sun would be different, though, with my pair of rotting eyes...
The Spring Festival had just passed. As I rode past a river, the breeze blowing toward me brought a faint chill. Looking at the trees around me, I saw many students heading the same way, walking lightly and chatting cheerfully.
I instinctively pulled my clothes tighter and slowed down.
A plump dewdrop fell from an unknown tree as I passed, landing right in my eye. I blinked, and it ran down from the corner of my eye...
