He could not help but remember what Nan Zhi had told him.
'I saw a beggar but I don't know if she's the person you're looking for.'
When Mu Sihan's finger was about to touch the messy long hair covering the woman's face, she suddenly stood up from the ground and ran away before he could react.
"Stop! You stole our food! Just wait until we get you! You're dead meat!" The few beggars from behind caught up. Mu Sihan looked at them coldly before running in the direction the beggar had escaped towards.
…
Nan Zhi sat in the car, the windscreen wiper working rhythmically on the windshield.
She did not move and watched Mu Sihan's tall figure running after the thin figure.
Ever since she had met that person in the alley, she knew that someday, they would meet again…
She just did not expect it to be so soon.
