"Little bottom... ahem, Liu Fan?"
When I saw the face of the person wandering in the junkyard, I couldn't help but let out a surprised whisper. At the same time, considering the other person's face practically had the submissive attribute written all over it in bold, black type, a certain delicate truth almost slipped out of my mouth.
Well, it had actually slipped out...
The sudden voice beside him startled the bespectacled man, who was intently searching for something in the ruins. He jerked violently and jumped to the side. Only after seeing who had approached did he relax and said with a shy smile, "Ah, it's Brother Chen..."
"What are you doing here?"
Looking at the dirt, rust, and faint scrapes on his body, I couldn't help but wonder what this timid guy was doing in such a haunted place at night—could it be that he was trying to uncover the secrets of the supernatural incidents?
