Pedestrians walked along the street under the purple clouds spread evenly across the sky. Streetlamps lit up one by one, illuminating their silhouette and the elongated shadows under their feet. People gave discreet glances but nevertheless continued walking as if they hadn't seen anything. After all, in this kind of era, people wouldn't care about anything if it wasn't their business.
"I don't need your help." Jiang Jinyan's low, cold voice that was forced out in between gritted teeth sung along with the wind to her ears.
Shi Nian pretended to be mute and deaf as she dexterously picked up his loitered groceries and put it out of people's way. Jiang Jinyan froze for a second, never expected that he would be ignored. His momentum weakened and his brain turned sluggish.
Sharp pain rushed from his leg up to the tip of his hair, making his scalp tingle with numbness.
