The night in Pingjing City was like a vibrant, flowing scroll, displaying boundless prosperity and vitality. Golden neon lights flickered among the towering skyscrapers like fallen stars, weaving a golden canopy across the sky.
Purple lights spilled over the streets and alleys, casting a dreamy hue upon the ancient stone paths, while orange glow seeped from windows, where the stories of countless households played out quietly in those warm tones.
Every color represented an emotion, a lifestyle, a unique charm, together composing the sleepless night of this bustling metropolis.
And today, a madness called carnival would adorn this nightscape with the most brilliant starlight.
"Manager... I, I understand. I'll be right back at the company..." An office worker had just stepped out of the office when another call came in demanding overtime.
"I, I really can't drink anymore..."
"If you can't drink, I'm not signing this contract!" People bustling for a living mingled in the crowd.
"Bro! Where are we hitting up next?"
"Wife, I'm really entertaining clients. I'll be home soon, wait for me."
"What time is it! Go home for what?!"
People of all kinds splashed their emotions onto the canvas. At that very moment, the bell at midnight boomed. Accompanied by the solemn tolling of the Pingjing City Bell and Drum Tower came a streak of shooting stars flying backward.
Chapter 250