The sky was a deep, sea-like blue without a single cloud. Looking up at it made one unable to resist the illusion of embracing the firmament.
The enormous red sun had already risen above the horizon, and the morning glow dyed the edge of the sky crimson. The broad, tranquil river flowed slowly, reflecting the rising sun.
"Ah—"
Gu Yunxi stood by the bridge railing, cupped her hands around her mouth, and shouted loudly into the distance. Her voice gradually faded away.
Scattered early risers lined the riverbank, some taking walks, others meditating and cultivating as they absorbed the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth in the morning. From time to time, children with schoolbags could be seen hopping past in play, their liveliness forming a stark contrast with those office drones who looked as though they had yet to wake up.
Gu Yunxi's shout did not draw anyone's attention.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Wanshang asked curiously.
Today, she wore a fluffy hat and fluffy gloves, both very warm. She casually took Gu Yunxi's palm, reddened by the cold, into her hand to warm it.
"I don't know. I just suddenly felt like shouting." Gu Yunxi wore an innocent, bright smile, grinning foolishly. She seemed happy every single day.
Though no one knew why she was happy, she was simply happy.
Shinkai Seiko stood not far away with her hands in her pockets. The slightly chilly wind stirred the hem of her clothes, and her simply tied hair swayed gently with it.
Facing the morning light, she stretched deeply and watched the white mist from her breath scatter in the wind.
Then she looked at the two of them again, an unconscious smile appearing on her face.
"Sister Chengzi, what are you smiling about?"
Gu Yunxi's perception was