Translator:
Lam_
Editor:
Hitesh_
When Shi Guang got home, she leaned against her door and slowly slumped down onto the ground like a balloon that was deflating.
Her gaze was locked onto a spot before her, her mind confused and lost.
Even when she was tormented and subjected to all that excess training from Wu Xing, she had never been so tired. But, the fatigue she was feeling right now was one that had her feeling breathless.
Even when she was framed by He Xinnuo, she had not cried even once. But at this moment, tears were streaming down her cheek like a pearl necklace that had lost its thread. She could not control them as they flowed freely.
Cupping her face with her hands, Shi Guang cried out in sobs.
It wasn’t sadness, neither was it sorrow; it wasn’t pain, neither was it despair. It was a stomach full of emotions that she could neither expel nor release, and could only make use of this as an excuse to vent them all out with her tears.
Because of that, the tears went as quickly as they came.
She sat down on the floor. Because the floor was cold and it was her menstrual period, she could evidently feel her stomach protesting in discomfort as she stood up immediately and headed for a hot shower.
By the time she came out, the skies had darkened as she switched on the lights and turned on the television.
She placed the remote casually on the coffee table beside her when her gaze moved over onto a book in the second cabinet of the coffee table. Picking it up, she opened it and revealed an aged, yellowing picture clipped within.
The picture looked as though it was cut out from another picture—the girl inside was wearing a school uniform.
That girl wasn’t anyone else—it was Yang Sitong.
Whatever was being displayed on the television didn’t enter Shi Guang’s mind at all as her gaze was fixated on that photo of Yang Sitong. It was a somewhat complicated gaze with a hint of coldness mixed in.
Shi Guang did not know how long she continued to stare for.
10 minutes…
Half an hour…
An hour…
Perhaps even longer.
Pok!
The lights went off as the entire apartment descended into darkness.
I hadn’t heard anything about a power stoppage today!
Shi Guang clipped the picture back into the book as she searched for her phone in the darkness.
There wasn’t enough battery left in her phone.
With her phone’s flashlight, she walked out onto the balcony. There were lights outside—her house seemed to be the only one without any electricity.
Using her phone’s flashlight, she headed out of the house. There were lights in the corridors, and the lifts were still functioning as well.
So, her house was the only one with a blackout?
Shi Guang gave Huo Zhan a call and explained the situation.
Huo Zhan responded,
There’s power in the other houses except ours? The fuse must have burnt up then. There’s a fuse in the toolbox at home. Take the lift up to the twelfth floor and take the stairs. On the top floor, there’s a little hut which houses the main circuit board for all the houses. Do you know how to change a fuse? Or perhaps you should wait for tomorrow to get someone to fix it?
Got it! I’ll be hanging up now.
Gosh, how difficult has it been for me to get a call from you? Couldn’t we chat for a bit more?
My phone’s running out of battery now. I’ll drop you a text on WeChat when I’ve got time.
Huo Zhang chuckled out and emphasized before hanging up the call.
Remember to drop me more texts!
After Shi Guang ended the call, she looked at her battery percentage—5%.
Thinking about it for a moment, she decided to head up to the top floor to attempt the fuse change. She had seen someone do it before in the past, and it looked really simple.
I SHOULD be able to do it myself, right?
After searching for the toolbox in the house, Shi Guang headed up the dark and murky top floor and opened the door of the little hut; there were all sorts of meters and complicated wiring circuits inside. She did not even know which ones were for which houses!
Her phone was protesting over its lack of battery right now—2%.
With her phone almost on the verge of shutting down, she decided to scrap the idea.
Just as Shi Guang pushed open the safety door on the twelfth floor, she caught sight of Lu Yanchen, who was just unlocking his door upon reaching home.
Hearing the voice, he spun around and squinted his eyes when he saw that it was her.
What are you doing here?
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