Sally gazed long and hard at the stamps, as the addiction that Xu Yang had cured with detoxifiers crawled out from the depths of her mind.
White Peach would buy these stamps every month; she was a stamp enthusiast. The packages from the stamps she used were often scattered on the ground, and the residual pulp powder at the bottom of those green plastic bags always made Sally feel extremely anxious.
Just one more hit, and the pressure accumulated during the live streams would disappear without a trace. Sally knew very well and reminisced about the happy times of stamp-taking; the stress was really small, life was truly...
She gasped for air, shook her head violently, crawled to the center of the small living room to divert her attention, and turned on the smart screen, quickly scanning through the news.
Among various news entries, Sally's attention was captured by a striking headline in the lower middle section.
"Massive Ratman Attack in the Asakusa District of Shangjing"
