Du Yue listened carefully. There seemed to be more than one baby crying in the noisy surroundings. Could it be that there were children in the rooms opposite them? Just as Du Yue was feeling puzzled, Xia Ju, who had been watching the commotion at the door, suddenly closed the door. This door was the simplest wooden door, and the lock on it was also the most ancient one. The door was not sturdy, and the lock was not of much use. It could only be said to be a consolation.
The sound of Xia Ju suddenly closing the door startled Du Yue and He Xing. Du Yue and He Xing looked at her in confusion. "What did you see?"
Xia Ju was not usually a person who would act in a fluster. Why would she suddenly slam the door? Under the dim yellow light, Xia Ju frowned slightly, looking a little annoyed. "The woman who lives opposite us is the one who keeps coming to look for you."
