Sunday, nine at night.
Looking down over City World's nightscape from above District 13, every skyscraper blazed with light.
It was still a bridal carry.
Light of the Firmament held Chen Feng in her arms and danced through the skies above City World, sometimes serene, sometimes wild.
The wind howled past his ears. Chen Feng asked Light of the Firmament to slow down. "I don't want to elbow-drop the concrete from the sky."
But after he spoke, their flight didn't slow. Instead, the arms beneath his shoulder blades and the bends of his knees tightened a little.
"I won't let go of you."
This girl really loved flying around.
Chen Feng guessed that it probably had something to do with Light of the Firmament's miserable childhood in captivity.
So when Light of the Firmament suggested going out for a stroll, Chen Feng immediately agreed.
After flying a circuit, the two found a rooftop to rest on.
Chen Feng pointed at the skyscraper housing the Starlight Agency. "Look at all those little squares of lit windows. Don't they look like a beehive?"
Light of the Firmament said, "And the people inside are hardworking little bees?"
That wasn't exactly a good thing.
After all, it was the weekend.
Chen Feng sank into thought.
He knew that even getting a job in a skyscraper was no easy feat. Every person inside was their family's pride. "They must have won plenty of awards as kids."
Light of the Firmament turned her head. "What did you say?"
Chen Feng sighed. "Locked up until we die in a prison called work. Is that really the life we've always dreamed of?"
At the words "locked up," Light of the Firmament couldn't help shuddering. Then she said, "Working overtime in a skyscraper instead of risking your life to