She dialed the number, and at that moment, Xue Feifei was at the dance academy, about to finish her class and hurry back to the apartment. She estimated that Lu Weixi's taxi would arrive around the same time, perfect for a meet-up.
Surprisingly, the taxi ride was smooth and uneventful. She had anticipated a long traffic jam, yet they arrived earlier than planned. Unable to enter the apartment, she was left standing at Xue Feifei's door, waiting.
Corridor lighting was motion-sensor activated. She had stood still for a while, causing the lights to automatically switch off. Clapping her hands would reactivate them; the cycle repeated several times until she tired of the game. Finally, she stood enveloped in darkness.
Alone in the darkness, her senses became sharpened, her thoughts crystalline.
