The dawn light breaks over the outlines of towering buildings.
In the misty haze, the busiest city is still in slumber.
While the nine-to-five office workers are still wandering in their dreams, Cao Jinse is already cycling, breathing in the fresh air of the green park.
Dew condenses on the leaves, mist brushes against her cheeks, and the sun climbs up slowly with the turning of the wheels.
Princess Cao's bicycle is certainly not comparable to the Trek Butterfly that Boss Jiang rode in River City. It only cost two thousand dollars back when she bought it, with her hair simply tied with a rubber band and no matching gear, yet her cycling posture is extraordinarily relaxed and artistic, as if she's fully immersed, blending into one with the bicycle and the surrounding environment.
To love something doesn't require external embellishments; starting from the heart is enough.
Those who perform poorly tend to have the most stationery.
