A Steaming Chicken Fried Rice
Editor: Vermillion
"The weather seems to be getting colder."
Lin Sanjiu woke up from her sleep because she was too cold—she felt as if her bones were contracting and her blood had congealed. When she half-opened her eyes hazily, all the muscles on her body ached from shivering.
She got out from the blanket which still held a little heat and shivered as she wore that flowery jacket and wrapped it tightly around herself. As it was later in the day, the room she was sleeping in also became darker. She could only see the vague outlines of the furniture around her. It was quiet outside. She couldn't even hear a single sound. It was as though the world had forgotten this small hotel room.