Late at night, the desolate street.
In such cold weather, Tang Jing, the only daughter living in the urban area, would usually be lounging in her heated bedroom, leisurely holding her iPad to binge-watch dramas, enjoy delicious food, and gossip with her friend Meng Zi Yun.
But not like now, strolling the streets with the rustic Huang Yuzhu.
Tang Jing tightened her scarf; it was a bright red scarf, specially knitted for her by Huang Yuzhu's mother to express her gratitude.
A while back, on Huang Yuzhu's mother's birthday, she bought a set of cosmetics for Huang Yuzhu to give to her.
The design of the scarf was very plain, which Tang Jing initially looked down upon, but after wearing it for a few days, she got used to it and even found it quite pleasing, much like how she now viewed Huang Yuzhu.
Huang Yuzhu wore a thick cotton jacket, forming a stark contrast to Tang Jing's white down jacket.
