Gu Jinjin was startled, still holding something in her hand while hitting He Ziming, she suddenly stopped.
Little Ghost came.
He was wearing black army pants, a white T-shirt on top, and a black baseball cap. He looked like a messenger stepping out from the night, slightly raising his head toward this side. Only half of his eyes were visible under the cap, yet they still appeared endlessly cold and made people feel chilled to the bone.
People started asking from behind, who is this man.
So startlingly white, yet so startlingly black...
Gu Jinjin paused, almost about to go over to talk.
But He Ziming quickly wrapped his arm around Gu Jinjin's shoulders, looking in Little Ghost's direction.
"Little Ghost, you're here. Jinjin was saying earlier she didn't know if you would come. You've come just in time; we're about to start."
Little Ghost quietly stared at his hand on Gu Jinjin's shoulder.
"It's good I'm not late."
Gu Jinjin looked at him, "You didn't leave."
