In July, Song didn't know where Mo Zhengyan was going, maybe he just changed his hotel, maybe he had left Ice City, maybe he had returned to Hong Kong City, or the next destination, Beicheng, Yucheng, any city, and maybe abroad, far away, in short, he was not here.

This night, Song went to bed in July and woke up feeling a little tired.

She picked up her cell phone at once. It was ten o'clock, and there was still an unanswered call on the screen.

from He Sangsang.

Song sprang up in July, her hair was still messy. She grabbed her cell phone in one hand and her hair...