Marlowe's Luminous Shadows Chapter 22

When the flaming sun rises, the fog in the foggy city seems to be thicker, and the sunlight pouring down also takes on physical form.

Only then did I see that this street was not just about lights and feasting. When the night was being driven away, those Western restaurants, Western hotels, and department stores were on top one by one.

The surroundings became lively again, with rickshaws and cars passing by on the street in front of me. Coming down from them were nobles, ladies, young masters and ladies in luxurious clothes.

And I don't fit in here.

I left with the bronze mirror in my arms. After thinking about it all night, I decided to go back to Green Lane.