At midnight, deep in the desolate mountain village.
Grayish-white dense fog slowly flows through the valley.
No barking or chirping can be heard around, so quiet that only the sound of mist condensing into droplets and dripping onto dead leaves can be heard.
A few old trees have bare branches pointing straight at the sky.
A full moon hangs on the edge of the clouds, appearing and disappearing as the wind blows.
Cold silver light penetrates the fog, slanting onto the stone monument at the village entrance.
A figure wearing a white suit is standing beside the stone monument at this moment.
The moonlight illuminates his face; his features are handsome, with distinct eyebrows and eyes, exuding a touch of the refined appearance of a popular young actor.
This person is currently the most popular idol singer Cheng Jiashu.
He looks ahead at the dilapidated village path, and suddenly his nostrils itch.
"Achoo!"
Cheng Jiashu turned his head and sneezed.
