In the past, he refused to see a doctor, but now, he cooperates with their work. He doesn't reject the IV or injections the doctor gives him, and he takes his medicine on time.
Even the policemen guarding him are surprised, sensing that 523 has changed, but they dare not relax their vigilance, keeping a day-and-night watch over Sylvan Cheney.
Snow began to fall in the evening of that day.
The swirling snowflakes descended from the sky, covering the skyscrapers with a layer of white, leaving only vast flights of dancing snowflakes visible.
The wind swept the heavy snowfall, scattering it joyously between heaven and earth.
The light in the hospital room stretched Sylvan Cheney's shadow, somewhat still leaving a trace of loneliness.
He finally understood how lonely the days can be when one is alone.
And the only warmth he shared with Jasmine Yale was during the time they lived together; it was the only warmth he could grasp.
