After the rainstorm.
The morning breeze carries the moist fragrance of flowers, the window is slightly open, and the blinds are rolling up crisply.
Riley Wu opened his eyes blankly.
Outside the blinds, the little housekeeping robot that had been kicked out all night was diligently cleaning the windows. During the heavy rain last night, the lightning rod that was on its head had not been removed. Every time the robot wiped the window, it would pull the conductive ground lead behind it.
The air is filled with the aroma of hand-pulled pancakes.
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