The night passed in the blink of an eye, and soon the distant horizon began to lighten with the first dawn light.
By the time the two returned to Nankou Village, it was already past one in the early hours of the morning, owing to the speed of the car in the late night when there was little traffic.
Taking a shortcut up the mountain, they reached their destination a bit past two in the morning. Zhang Heng knelt for an hour, combined with the effects of alcohol, he fell asleep after three.
Even though it's nearing mid-September, dawn still comes quite early. By four in the morning, the horizon already showed signs of light, and by a bit past five, the sky was starting to brighten.
For some reason, whether it was the weather or Zhang Heng's mother wanting her child to sleep a little more, a thick fog enveloped everything in white mist by dawn.
Because of the alcohol, Zhang Heng slept soundly, snoring audibly from afar.
