Naming Technique of the Night
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.
184, Uncle Li Dong who enjoys watching the bustle.
The sound of electric current buzzed as the light rail started.
The light rail in the afternoon was no longer as crowded as in the morning.
Qing Chen, Yang Yang, and Zheng Yi sat in the empty carriage, where the atmosphere began to change gradually.
Yang Yang, who had originally sat beside Qing Chen, now sat next to the silver-haired girl, a movement somewhat abrupt, making the silver-haired girl look a bit timid, as if she could not guess what Yang Yang intended to do.
Yang Yang sat down with a smile and asked, "Zheng Yi, we have been classmates for so long, yet I still don't know where you live?"
Zheng Yi clutched her bag strap tighter, "Luo Shen Building 132nd floor, but that's a rented place. My actual home is in the Ninth District. It's too chaotic there and lacks a study environment, so my mom had me rent a place."
Yang Yang suddenly asked, "Do you mind having a roommate?"
"Ah?" Zheng Yi gripped her strap tighter, "But, I rented a one-bedroom apartment."