The wind was blowing.
It was not strong, but still, it was a winter night. A light wind would also be cold.
Zhang Ye's body shivered. He did not wear much since he had just come out for a jog. He stood up from the staircase, and ran to around to the other side of the bank and found a place to shelter himself from the wind. He squatted down facing a cafe and restaurant on the opposite side. Since he did not bring his wallet, he could not go in either, so he decided to settle for staying in that spot.
Guess what she was thinking?
This sort of question was simple, because there was no need for thinking or technicalities to consider. Yet it was also the most difficult as it was purely made for guessing only. Of course, this was the case for other people. They would probably not be able to guess unless they were really lucky, but for Zhang Ye, this was not something that he couldn't do!
