Nan Zhi raised her reddening eyes to stare at the stuttering man with a blurry gaze. Lifting her hand to wipe away the tears her eyes were questioning. "Actually what?"
The man could not take it any longer. He could not stand seeing women crying the most, especially when it was such a pretty woman.
Just as he was about to tell the truth, a hoarse and cold voice trailed from not too far behind them. "Alright, you can all go back!"
The man's voice trailed into Nan Zhi's ears, together with the soft drizzling of the cooling rain. She did not know what had happened to her. All of the barriers she had created around her had collapsed within a single second.
She saw the distinctive figure standing not too far away, taller than anyone else among the raindrops and crowd of nameless silhouettes.
He had a hand in his pocket as he stood and stared at her in the darkness, unharmed.
Alive and completely unharmed from head to toe.
