Snow Ji gazed at the sun outside the window, listening to the piano music, which was not stirring but was expansive enough. Loathing appeared in her pitch-black eyes.
She disliked the sun-the sun of this star system and the suns of every other star system. Had she known of humanity's Star Ignition Plan, she would certainly have supported it vigorously.
When the piece ended, long, beautiful fingers rested quietly on the keys.
Jing Jiu gazed at the unattractive scenery outside the window. After a moment of silence, he gently closed the piano lid and said, "It seems... we need to top up."
There was another Extracurricular Class today, neither piano nor an introduction to art appreciation, but the Poetry Writing Class.
Treading the potholed road covered in thin snow, they crossed the deserted basketball court and passed the low wall, left the Living Area, and entered the subway. Flower Creek extended her right hand somewhat clumsily and, with a staff member's help, completed this month's transit top-up. Ever since the space passage had closed, all public transportation on the planet had gradually begun becoming a welfare benefit, no longer requiring credit points.
Before long, the brother and sister arrived at City Hall's activity center. Ms. Eve hurried in wearing a short trench coat, a briefcase tucked under her arm and a piece of bread between her teeth. Seeing them, she smiled and asked with concern, "Is the electronic keyboard I had someone deliver last time working well?"
Thinking that the brother and sister were lonely and pitiful and certainly could not afford a piano, she had found a secondhand instrument dealer to deliver an inexpensive Virtual Light-Key Piano. Little had she known that they had an extremely expensive, name-brand piano at home.
"Thank you..." Flower Creek followed behind Jing Jiu