This bookbag looks somewhat familiar, like the one… that Ermei carried the other day.
Could the person inside be Ermei!
An Ping shook his head and chuckled self-deprecatingly. How could that be possible? Ermei and An Hui don't know each other. Even if they did, there's no way they would be involved.
Ermei isn't that kind of person!
But the more he looked, the more the bookbag seemed like Ermei's, especially since one corner of the bag was torn.
Last time he went out, he noticed this problem. He secretly went to the mall to buy a new bag, just waiting for the next time he sees Ermei to give it to her.
Since he felt suspicious, An Ping simply leaned over and grabbed the bag. Inside, there was a scent of roast duck, but the duck was nowhere to be found.
He rummaged through the bag and saw a familiar handkerchief inside.
This handkerchief was exactly the same as the one Ermei used to wipe his sweat.
