Aunt Sun's daughter's body slightly shook, and she slowly squatted down against the tree trunk, burying her face in her knees and began sobbing softly.
Lu Jingyan looked down indifferently at her heaving shoulders for two seconds, then turned towards the direction of the alley's entrance and walked away, stopping after a few steps.
Sheng Xian seemed to have followed them at some point and was standing quite close to them.
Lu Jingyan thought about the words she had just said, and her fingers subconsciously tightened around her bag's zipper.
Her expression didn't change much; she met his gaze impassively for a moment before lifting her foot and walking over to a nearby car, pulling open the door and getting inside.
A heavy sensation pressed against Lu Jingyan's chest; she habitually thought of finding a cigarette, and after rummaging through her bag, she belatedly realized that she had quit smoking a while ago.
