Night had fallen.
That rain today had been drizzling all morning without stopping.
Though He Qing was right about it stopping around two or three in the afternoon, the weather remained overcast and temperatures dropped suddenly.
Many students had just arrived from their hometowns, not yet accustomed to the temperature, they quickly burrowed into their beds for the night. After all, what could be more comfortable than lying in bed on a rainy day?
But with many college students being night owls, He Qing prudently climbed to the rooftop early and chose the roof of the Political and Legal University in the very center of University City.
It was only eight o'clock, yet the stars in the sky were already twinkling, and the air carried a peculiar and pleasing aura that refreshed the mind.
However, this feeling was confined to the campus. In other places, especially at intersections, where offerings and paper had been burned earlier, the air was still shrouded in an ash scent.
