The Darkness Engulfing Her

The sun had said its farewell to the world and the entire sky of Shanghai had turned night blue. There was some tint of purple within the blue that made the sky more softer than the frigidness of the cold blue night.

High up above, there was the moon shining brightly for it was at its fullest. Its cycle had arrived, but tonight, the moon seemed to be even brighter than before. It was earth shakingly beautiful.

Beneath, on the streets of Shanghai, a slim figure walking along the footpaths despairingly. In her hand, she was holding tightly onto a corner of a paper that seemed to be like an invitation. However, she was holding onto it so tightly that the corners of the paper were almost creased up.

Mi Rong still had her snowy white coat on; it would flutter whenever a breeze gush passed her. Inside, she was wearing a silky white shirt and white trousers. However, some dust had gotten onto her white clothes and had yet been dusted away by the owner.