The car drove along the small road where it had come from. By this time, the sky was getting dark. The alley was quiet, indeed. The silence was not enough to describe it. The two words, quiet and peaceful, could make one feel a little bit sad. Only the silence would make it more closer to its temperament. Time was like the sediment of water slowly settled here. Not only the noisy noise outside the alley, but even the sunlight could only float in the sky, producing white bubbles. The long and short alley was full of winding sounds, just like the spider web hanging from the eaves. Gu Feng felt an indescribable hallucination. The houses he built in the alley looked like a spiders of all sizes with black colors and occasionally blue. They lay on the ground, silently sucking the juice from the
