In the early hours of the Sea Sky Garden, it was shrouded in a continuous curtain of rain.
On the distant ring road, occasionally a pair of headlights pierced through the mist, tearing a brief brightness which soon vanished into darkness.
The entire apartment building seemed to be asleep, with only the sound of raindrops pattering against the green belt echoing in the night sky.
Click.
The security door was gently pushed open, then closed behind.
Fang Cheng stepped into the room.
He didn't turn on the light, took off his sneakers, stained with a bit of mud, at the entrance, and neatly placed them beside the shoe cabinet.
With a casual toss, the shoulder bag arced and landed precisely on the living room sofa cushion in the distance.
Then, barefoot, he walked on the cold floor tiles straight into the kitchen.
He opened the large freezer storing food, and cold air rushed towards him.
