October 30, morning. It was another Friday.
The breath of deep autumn was becoming stronger. In the city of Chunming, this was mainly felt in the crisp chill of the mornings and evenings. Dew often formed on the flowers and leaves by the roadside in the early morning, looking like crystals, and was quickly chased away after the sun came out.
Ancient wisdom had already summarized it well—Deep autumn, heavy dew.
This year was even colder than the last.
Zhou Li, wearing a thin jacket, was on his way to breakfast. He felt a bit chilly and wore a helpless expression. He had planned on sleeping in, having stayed up late last night playing games with Brother Nan. This cool morning would have been perfect for sleeping. However, early in the morning, a Great Demon had come over, calling him for breakfast. If he didn't get up, she threatened to lie down beside him and sleep with him.
How could that be okay? Zhou Li had no choice but to get up.
