Walking out of the Rhine Laboratory at Donghai University.
The radiant sun had already risen, casting a warm glow over the world.
This was the sun of July 1st.
It signified the passing of the first half of 2024, and the arrival of the latter half.
Lin Xian looked up at the sunshine that elongated every shadow...
That was the source of everything in the world.
Just like what he was doing right now, he too wanted to find the [source] of everything and correct all mistakes.
He lifted his wrist to look at his watch.
07:11
It was already this time.
All night, sleepless.
Zhao Yingjun... What was she doing at this moment?
Was she sleeping?
Or could she not fall asleep at all?
Recalling the scene after the blue snowflakes vanished yesterday, he felt a mixture of emotions due to the disappearance of Lin Yuxi, because he held Zhao Yingjun in his arms.
