"June 4th, the wind is mild."
"This is an era of evolution, and also an era of decline."
On days without swirling sandstorms, the sunlight feels even more intense.
Microdust in the air dances up and down with the train's movement, while the scent of noodles mingles with the aroma of meat in the dining car. Inside the transparent steamer lids, plump white buns looked delightful. Yu Yue, wearing a Strawberry Bear apron, fiddled with a newly acquired coffee machine.
A low hum vibrated through the counter, carrying the ease of everyday life.
Su Huan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with a slender gold and silver ring in his hand.
The ring's circumference was very small, designed simply, with gold and silver intertwined and embedded with each other.
