C1090 This Was Life

On a bright and sunny morning, the streets lay quiet and deserted, stirring a desire to wander.

Lo Chuan stepped out onto the street after shutting his shop door, the crimson entrance shimmering in the nascent sunlight.

The sun's glare cast a long shadow behind him, prompting him to shield his eyes with an arm.

Gazing into the distance, he saw a patchwork of buildings