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Even though they had already bid each other goodnight and Xing Jie had returned to her room, with both of them feeling satisfied with the conversation, when Xu Xiangyang came to his senses and glanced at the wall clock, he realized it wasn't even six o'clock yet.
The light of the setting sun had not yet faded, and the resplendent aura of the sunset was reflected on the window glass. It was still quite early. Going to bed now would seem overly eager.
Xu Xiangyang sat on his bed, idly passing time for a while, before he got up and walked over to the French window.
With no metal frames or concrete walls in the way, he stood at the edge of the transparent barrier, looking down below.
"Wow."
He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
Due to the unobstructed design, he had a clear view of the scene below. Standing at the top of a tall building was like standing at the edge of a precipice, on thin ice.