The Lonely Patient's Inner Struggle

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Magic City.

If you had an extraordinary memory and could still recall the twelve climate types from middle school geography,

then you would know that, according to the textbook, this subtropical monsoon city

was supposed to have warm springs, hot summers, cool autumns, chilly winters, moderate rainfall throughout the year, and relatively even seasonal distribution.

In short, it was meant to be a mild, humid place with four distinct seasons.

But in reality, if you stayed here long enough, you would find that the most comfortable spring and autumn always flashed by in an instant,

leaving you with the impression that the year consisted only of scorching summers and freezing winters.

And as a typical southern city, unlike Beijing's dry heat, where you could at least find some shade to cool off in, Magic City entered the plum rain season in mid-June, and it continued until around early July.

There were also typhoons dropping by now and then in August and September.

So the constant high temperatures combined with all that moisture created a stifling heat that left your entire body sticky no matter where you hid.

Likewise, Magic City's winter cold was the typical southern kind where heaven had cast some forbidden spell, a bone-piercing chill that could freeze your knees if you were careless.

Most importantly, homes in southern cities generally did not have heating.

Emmm.

Hehe~ smirking wickedly at others' misfortune

But Fang Ran, who had arrived here during the National Day holiday, seemed to have caught the best possible time.

The clear blue sky was scattered with white clouds, the city's buildings looked even more vibrant in the bright weather, the sweltering summer had passed, and the coldest winter was still far away.

Though Fang Ran, whose hometown winters often started at below minus twenty