Today was unseasonably hot and almost irritatingly sunny. The city streets were crowded with people, all of whom seemed to have the same idea: spending the day idling out, enjoying the nice (or... "nice") weather.

Xia Mingxing walked by your side, looking like an excited puppy. A mask covered the lower half of his face, and sunglasses obscured his brilliant green eyes. Though, after so many years of knowing him, you could read him like a book... he was eager to do something other than just strolling around.