Li Chengyi continued to head back, passing by Zhou Xingtong and another person.
The rain slowly grew heavier.
The ground began to look wet and lustrously shiny, reflecting the colorful, fragmented light of the surroundings.
Rustle.
Suddenly, a piece of plastic wrapping was blown by the wind from a distance and stuck to the side of Li Chengyi's shoe.
He looked down, lifted his foot, and shook off the wrapper.
Looking up again.
Before him was no longer the wet street.
But the quiet and dimly lit steps of the Silent Store.
'The lights are out?'
Li Chengyi squinted his eyes, staring intently at the Silent Store's entrance.
The doors and windows that had been blown up not long ago were now repaired.
But through the glass, the interior of the shop was dark, no longer brightly lit as before.
Only the hanging sign outside the supermarket served as the sole source of light in the vicinity.
The sign read clearly: 24-hour convenience store.