The autumn wind swept through the streets at night, leaving them cold and desolate.
But the small shop's business was just starting, bustling with lively energy.
Most of the men gathered in groups of three or five around a table, some playing Mahjong in secret, drinking while they played, accompanied by some peanuts and dishes to go with the alcohol. Truly, they looked carefree and indulgent.
However, at a table near the roadside, there were only two people.
The owner brought over another bottle of liquor.
The handsome man had been drinking several bottles already, while the girl passing by seemed to know him. She simply sat there quietly, watching him drink.
"Jinghuai, it's getting late. Stop drinking," Shui Lian said softly, with a trace of sweetness in her tone. "Drinking too much is bad for your health."
Shui Lian felt that she had always been pampered by fate. Her luck was extraordinary.
