United Federation Capital, Norton City, 9 PM.
"...This unusual strong cold air wave landed from the southwest of the federation a week ago and the thunderstorm weather has not stopped since and might continue for a while..."
On the wall-mounted TV, the news was broadcasting about the recent abnormal weather. On the kitchen stove, coffee was brewing, its rich aroma spreading through the air, drifting into the study room along with the warm yellow light.
Outside the window, large raindrops pounded on the glass. Lights outside blurred into an ink wash painting, rain flowing downward, creating vertical streaks as if the city was crying.
This was Wang Ailin's home.
Wang Ailin's study room had three large bookshelves filled with various heavy tomes. It was hard to say she had read them all, as many books were gifts from her male colleagues at the research institute.
