Qin Yin looked blankly for a while, then nodded, said thanks to the waiter, and turned around to exit through the corner door.
Compared to the brilliant lights inside, the outside was terrifyingly pitch black.
Only when she truly blended with the outside darkness did Qin Yin gradually calm down. She stood silently in the night, looking up at the sky above, pitch black, illuminated only by a few dim street lamps.
She felt annoyed and wanted to slap herself. What was happening to her? She had not done anything wrong, so why was she scared and running away? Clearly, the fault lay with Jun Nian. Why was she running?
Despite thinking for a while, she couldn't figure it out.
She examined the area that she had entered from the corner door and realized that it was the garden.
In the past, she often admired the flowers in this garden with Jun Nian. Jun Nian would even recite a few poems in a polished manner.
