The Firebird descended behind the mountain.
The rain finally stopped.
A faint moonlight replaced the Sun, continuing to bring light to this world. However, this light was constantly shrouded by the heavy night, like the school's prohibition, not lifted yet, like a stone pressing heavily on everyone's hearts.
The good news was that after the new 'Sun' rose, the school relaxed its control to some extent.
The Fishmen in Lin Zhong Lake started to surface and blow bubbles, and several shops on the Pedestrian Street hung night lights. Some students with notes from the professors were allowed to go out and handle matters.
Zheng Qing, naturally, did not get a professor's note.
Or rather, no confused professor would dare let him out at such a sensitive time.
But while people couldn't go out, cats could.
