At nine o'clock, the sun shines just at one end of the building, dividing the pillar-shaped building into two parts and turning the road into two sides of Yin and Yang.

Standing at the junction of yin and yang, she watched white-collar workers coming into the building dressed neatly, each face was different, but with yesterday's fatigue, occasionally one or two vibrant faces, enough to attract all eyes.

She turned around and stopped the taxi to go home until it was almost finished. The taxi was not allowed to enter the community as usual. She got out and walked home.

The pace of life in this wealthy area is very...