lt;Absurd Reasoning

Yu Xing propped up a black umbrella with one hand and held a flashlight in the other. She wiped a thin layer of water mist from her face with her sleeve, stopping at the factory gate.,“Have the others arrived yet” he muttered, a chill running down his spine. Regardless, heading out to the abandoned factory in the industrial district on the outskirts of town at near midnight seemed both strange and daring.,After a pause, he stared into Yu Xing's eyes and added, "It's not cold at all. This temperature is just right."。