On the way to the subway station, it was necessary to go through a winding alleyway.
When Lu Qingyan walked through it earlier that day, she hadn't found it all that desolate or remote, but at nighttime, it was basically empty of people.
By day, this alley was unremarkable—just another shortcut with uneven ground and the occasional smell of soy sauce from the back of a noodle shop. But at night?
At night, it felt like the place ghosts came to gossip.
Every now and then, one or two stray cats would rush past.
After they walked out of the alleyway, there would only be one more street before arriving at the subway station.
During this entire time, Wang Jingyuan had been following behind her.
Lu Qingyan didn't have the self-awareness to believe that she was good enough for Wang Jingyuan to personally escort her to the subway station.
She wasn't the kind of girl guys escorted to train stations. That only happened in dramas or romance novels.
