The start of spring was still a little chilly, especially when night fell. Amidst the bleakness, there would be frigid gales.
After two senior apprentices from the martial arts center helped Father Ji back to the center, Ji Zitong stood in the cold wind while peering through the glass window and waiting for Su Chen to arrive. She saw Elder Su still fast asleep on the table, and her brows furrowed into a knot.
She watched as the traffic light turned from red to green, then red again. She also kept glancing at the phone in her hand too, shrinking as her whole body shuddered from the cold. Unable to help but take a look at her phone again, she realized that half an hour had passed and Su Chen was nowhere in sight. Irritated, she could not help but curse Su Chen inside again. She was about to pick up her phone when suddenly—
Clatter!
Someone bumped into her from behind, and the phone in her hand fell to the ground.
