C1673 Sleeping

The Origin Mall was always enveloped in the tranquil night, a stark contrast to the daytime bustle. It seemed to cleanse itself of the day's worldly distractions, and the shop followed suit, wrapped in silence.

Lo Chuan and Yao Ziyan were both engrossed in their magic mobile phones. Yao Ziyan's earlier, thoughtless remarks had left a slightly awkward tension in the air