In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
This time, the girl wasn't wearing a formal suit but something more casual instead.
She had on a loose-fitting white sweater, a long pleated skirt underneath, and a pair of little leather shoes.
When she sat down there, Qing Chen could see her slender legs wrapped in white socks.
It seemed that she had changed into attire she was more accustomed to.
Jindai Kongyin no longer seemed restless, but was quietly observing Qing Chen with her large eyes, which looked as if they could speak, seriously taking in the youth's appearance.
Qing Chen sat down across from her, the two separated by an iron table.
The gray metallic walls surrounded them, bleak LED strip lighting above, but for some reason, the originally somewhat gloomy environment seemed somewhat refreshed by Jindai Kongyin's presence.
Actually, the girl wasn't particularly beautiful, but after looking at her for a while, you would feel extremely comfortable, as if basking in the sunlight.