The winter night was profound, and three boys stood at a street corner like that, continuing to defend and watch over their cold dreams. Meanwhile, at the other end of the street, Xu Xunsheng went out to buy some things and carried them back home.
After getting off the bus, she walked a bit more, passing by a small restaurant near her community. Normally, she would not have given it a second look, but there was a person sitting not far from the window, his handsome profile clearly reflected on it. Just a fleeting glance was enough to catch one's attention.
Xu Xunsheng stopped, it had been a few days since they had seen each other, and she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she thought his face looked thinner. He wore a black down jacket, his hair was a mess, and he had an aloof face that seemed to warn strangers to keep their distance. He was drinking and eating a couple of dishes.
