The weather was too cold.
Long lines had formed in front of some of the organizations distributing relief food by the roadside.
The temperature, below ten degrees, forced everyone to wear thick padded clothing.
The wind in Bu Peien was strong. When the sea breeze blew over, it carried away heat even faster, so people had to wear thicker, more tightly sealed clothing.
Sometimes, groups of people gathered around bonfires along certain stretches of road. The human walls served as natural windbreaks while everyone drank, chatted, and vented their feelings.
Many trucks and RVs had jammed the roads heading south. This was when the North Shelter officially began operations, and when the Southward Migration from the central and northern regions began.
This miserable weather had caused many people to give up all hope for Bu Peien.
"According to our current statistics, the Middle Class is the dominant group among those taking part in the Southward Migration."
"They're followed by the lower-middle class."
Anna was reporting some changes in her work to Lin Qi. After Catherine returned to the Federation, Anna finished handling the work in her hands and returned to Federal territory as well.
Over the years, Anna had dated several men, but none of them had ultimately walked with her into marriage.
If someone had once dazzled your life and become the sunlight you could never avoid for the rest of your existence, then that person would be your finest memory—and your worst.
Sai Weiruila was like that. If that person had not been Lin Qi, she would rather never marry in this lifetime.
Anna was the same, in truth. Although she had never developed a closer relationship with Lin Qi, she had worked with him.
Lin Qi's charisma made her inevitably compare every boyfriend she had to him.