The ride-hailing car sped through the neon-lit city, Zhao Douan lost in the darkness, a bit distracted.
Before long, the car pulled up by the roadside, snapping him out of his reverie. He opened the car door, stepping onto the ground, closing the door heavily, and habitually pulled out his phone to make the payment.
Only then did he walk towards the shop that was still open—fortunate to be in a big city, otherwise at this time, only a few skewer shops would still be open.
There weren't too many nor too few people inside, and Zhao Douan sat down somewhat awkwardly, ordered a single meal, and took a cup of water to sip slowly, his mind still pondering how to explore this painted world.
Just then, the shop door suddenly opened again. A girl in a shirt, slacks, and sandals hurried inside.
The slightly sleepy cashier let out a soft call, attracting the attention of the customers inside.
What a beautiful girl!
