Gao Zhe took a drag of his cigarette, inhaled deeply, his thin lips stretched into a thin line, thick smoke seeped through his lips, he squinted his eyes, staring fixedly at her through the smoke.
"Lu Zhenzhen, I'm here now, you can't run away."
Lu Zhenzhen let out a cold laugh, she really wasn't someone who could be threatened, "Then go ahead and follow."
She swung her bag over her shoulder, crossed her arms, and walked away.
Following this road out, there's no chance of getting a cab, and the passing private cars wouldn't stop.
Gao Zhe followed her at an appropriate distance all along.
Lu Zhenzhen didn't take a breath the whole way, truth be told, if it weren't for the car beside them, in such a wilderness, the wind itself was eerie enough to make her falter; no matter how brave she was, she lacked the courage to face phantoms directly.
