Late at night.

You can't see a figure on the brightly lit Bund Road.

It's just over 11 o'clock, but there's no one on the road. Even the supermarkets and bars around have closed their doors early.

When the chilly wind came from a distance, it blew on the cold street.

But at this time, a lonely figure suddenly appeared on the Bund Road.

He was tall and tall, and his hair was floating there with the cold wind.

He walked step by step towards this dark street.

Who is he? How could night appear on this cold and lonely street?

His face can be seen in the dim light....