The cellist was followed by a slender figure.
Because he was attractive, Jiang Yi took a few extra glances.
The lean shadow stood sideways at the door.
He was young, dressed in a black suit, with a black tie at his collar.
His downward-looking profile was extremely good-looking, with superior lip and jaw lines, matched with a clean appearance, resembling those heartthrob types in college campuses.
He was texting, his long fingers tapping away on the phone screen.
What really caught Jiang Yi's attention wasn't just his good looks but the wooden carved doll he was holding in his right hand.
It was a character from a Japanese animation, clearly a hand-carved piece.
The doll had been polished to a shine, and the paint was chipped in places, suggesting it had some age to it.
Of course, such a trinket wasn't something that would particularly intrigue Jiang Yi.
What was intriguing was the handmade chain attached to the wooden doll.
