The first tracksuits with a hoodie Jing Jiu owned had gone up in flames, and the one he wore that day turned into green smoke as well. Fortunately, Zong Lizi bought a new set of tracksuits in the black market besides the beef steaks many days ago to express her gratitude to him.
Jing Jiu gave a very nonchalant response to the gift. It was because he thought the clothes in the underground black market, according to his understanding, were the leftovers of the dead people on the upper level and that they were not clean at all.
Zong Lizi guessed what was on his mind by looking at the expression in his eyes. Jing Jiu brought the blue tracksuits with him only after she washed them with her own hands, irately.
His line of sight passed through the burning wild reeds and landed on the hotel on the other side of the lake.
Zong Lizi lived in this hotel.
Jing Jiu had thought about what had happened that day during his bathing in the lake.