Yesterday it had still been pouring, the weather gloomy, but after a night, today turned into a fine day. The morning light pierced through the clouds and, as time passed, quickly scattered the mist all around, leaving the sky a clear, washed-out blue.
The Rolls-Royce's window was lowered halfway. Basking in the bright sunlight, Sun Xining couldn't help softly humming a tune.
She didn't know if it was just psychological, but the moment they passed that checkpoint, Sun Xining suddenly felt even the smell flowing in the air had become completely different.
She knew where this change came from.
This wasn't her first time coming to Hong Kong Island. It was just that last time, she had only been a passerby, seeing the sights in a hurry. But this time, barring any accidents, she was about to settle down here, and might be living here for a very long stretch in the future.
