After Sam's people left, the ZR people also went to the parking lot to get their cars, exchanged a few pleasantries, and left one after another.
Jasmine Yale walked out of the KTV, yawned, squinted her eyes, and looked up at the sunrise in the sky.
Winter morning fog blanketed the surroundings, making it especially cold. The clouds were thick, sunlight pierced the white clouds, and the golden light quickly tinted everything in a layer of gold.
The sun was soft and weak.
All around, the wind blew, dispersing the fog, which drifted leisurely above the city.
Jasmine stood in the wind for a few minutes, her bangs got damp from the fog, sticking to her forehead.
She tightened her scarf, and tucked her hands into her coat pockets.
There weren't many people on the street, but quite a few kept coming out of the KTV, all having played through the night.
