A strong wind began to blow in the old town during the second half of the night—although there was no snowstorm in the real world, the whimpering wind outside the window still made people inevitably think of the screaming wind and snow outside the parking lot.
Erin (167cm) lay on the windowsill in the living room, peering outside at the cold and deserted streets and street lights. On her head was a little humanoid doll made of lightweight clay, and three other dolls (66.6cm) were lined up on the windowsill beside her, filling up the otherwise spacious window.
"Why isn't Yu Sheng back yet..."
The blonde doll shook her head in boredom, turned back to glance at the living room, saw Hu Li asleep on the sofa, and Luna was nowhere to be found. Sighing, she muttered to herself, "Such a bore... it's way past midnight, there's no place worth visiting outside, so what's the point of me growing to 167cm... Silly fox, could you stop sleeping for a bit? I worked hard to grow taller!"
