There are 330 hours left until Feng Ju's countdown hits zero.
The dawn breaks.
No matter how dark Lower City was last night, how many people stayed up all night, or how many people closed their eyes forever, the light of Upper City still arrives on time, illuminating the world.
Feng Mu opened the curtains, gazed at the robust and bright "behind" of Upper City, and gently said, "Good morning."
Brushed teeth, flushed the toilet, restocked the supply.
Took the Neutralizing Agent prepared by his mother and drank it in one gulp.
Everything seemed to have returned to the past.
Wang Xiuli had a hint of worry on her face.
Feng Mu knew what she was worried about, but didn't know how to comfort her.
He was an honest son, so he softly said to his mother,
"Mom, don't worry. It's normal for girls to stay out when they grow up. Maybe she went to find Dad."
Feng Mu really wasn't good at deceiving his mother, so he simply threw the problem to Feng Ju.
