It was nighttime, other than the dimly lit streets, there was only the figure of a young man hanging around the whole street.
He did not seem to be lonely, not did he seem to be sad, he was wrapped in his clothes as he gently sighed, he was like an ordinary youth who had something to do and had to walk alone in the winter night.
Su Bai remembered that this street was normally a food street, but it was temporarily closed these few days.
There was no liveliness of the past, what was left was some dining carts and some signage being chained up remaining in place, some of the stall owners had returned home for the new year, some did not open their stalls because they were not allowed to these few days for the sake of not adding the burden of cleaning staff which totaled to half the workforce available, but everyone was reluctant to let go of their space and even more reluctant dining carts and signage to be stolen.
