Gu Zhao first returned to the Taoist Research Institute in Yangcheng.
Although it was arguably the coldest month of winter, the daytime temperature in Yangcheng was still in the high fifties. Blending in with the crowd, Gu Zhao wore a thin windbreaker and sat in the institute's courtyard scrolling through his phone.
By now, Xiao Ya and Jiang Shishi had already gone abroad. His parents were enjoying their time alone and didn't need him, and Zhang Hang had a new girlfriend and was similarly occupied. So, for once, Gu Zhao had some free time.
Perhaps the algorithm had him figured out, because the content that popped up on his feed was exactly what he had been interested in lately.
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