SWG Chapter 70
by VolareChapter 70 The next day— A few fallen leaves rustled and rolled in the sub-zero temperatures, circling twice against the ice-fogged glass before being swept away by the biting wind. In winter, dawn breaks so late. It was past nine o'clock, yet a lingering gloom clung to a corner of the sky, reluctant to recede. Most of the shops on the street were still closed. Inside the photo studio that had opened, Xiao Wenyu held her phone in one hand and a tool for scraping frost in the other, clearing away the…