Qingshan Road in Changji, which had an endless flow of people, was bustling with activity. Groups of people were lingering inside and outside the shops arranged in rows and buying whatever they liked. From time to time, the fragrance of various snacks drifted out, making people want to eat something.

Li Ruoxi was sitting sadly in a small restaurant called Golden Chopsticks and constantly stirring the hot and sour rice noodles in the bowl with the chopsticks in her ...