The red glow of dusk faded away, like clouds parting to reveal the moon, casting the land below in a vast expanse of snow, and at the highest point, a bizarre pink hue stained the frost-white wilderness year-round.
Within the snow-white scene, a dash of pink emerged in stark contrast, which in the realm of artistic design principles is known as minimalism with negative space. Zhao Rong thought it was perfectly fitting here. Okay, to speak in layman's terms, the scene before him resembled a world-famous painting from his past life—which one, you ask? Guess for yourself; Zhao Rong didn't know either.
He saw it in some riotous drivers' gathering spot, a place rampant with freeloaders and a heap of weird events and pictures, known as 'group'. Zhao Rong had the habit of peeking at his screen, reliably opening it after a certain hour each day to learn new moves, striving to become a new…
