The Spirit Crystal chandelier set into the ceiling cast a steady, gentle glow under the effect of an array, dispersing the deep twilight. The room's furnishings were not particularly elaborate—a desk, bookshelves, wardrobe, a large bed placed in the center, and several enormous fluffy dolls—all lending it a faint sense of warmth.
The person living here was probably someone gentle as well.
A girl in a white gauze nightgown sat by the bed, her long black hair falling over her shoulders. Her slender, fair calves swayed lightly as she hummed an unknown tune in contentment. She seemed to be in a very good mood.
The girl held a Magic Phone in her hand. A pale blue projected screen floated before her, its messages constantly refreshing and changing.
A gathering place for slacking off, chatting, and gaming
It seemed she was browsing messages in a group chat.
Though the information changed rapidly, it perfectly matched her reading speed. This was one of the Magic Phone's special functions.
Su Nan poured herself a cup of hot water and held it in her hands, taking small sips. Steam brushed against her face, bringing a warm sensation while blurring her vision, turning everything before her hazy and unreal, as though veiled by a thin layer of white gauze.
"Hmm?"
Su Nan suddenly let out a soft sound of surprise.
A photograph appeared on the screen. It had been taken not long ago. In the dim twilight, only the distant lights still shone, like sparks floating through thick fog, vaguely outlining the streets and the shadows of colossal buildings standing silently in the distance like giants.
Fine raindrops had frozen in the air, while puddles on the ground reflected the light, glimmering with scattered specks of radiance.
At the center of the image was a