July 1st, Capital City, East District.
After days of rain, it finally paused last night. The morning air still carried lingering moisture. Overnight, the rain that hadn't dried froze on walls and roads, with the rising sun casting a golden glow over the ice from afar.
Bang! The wheel of the handcart dropped off the step, shattering a piece of ice. The orange-haired cart pusher stepped on the ice shards and almost slipped. He cursed softly twice and turned to shout, "Capro! What are you dawdling for?"
"Coming, big brother! I accidentally dropped one just now."
