Nan Fei instinctively looked around. This habit lingered from her dream of a past life involving a fatal car accident. Whenever she walked on complicated roads, she would always look both ways.
"I should be asking you, why are you here?"
Nan Fei pulled her up and gently wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve. Yet, she deliberately spoke in a light tone, "I can hardly believe it—to think that one day you'd be sitting on the street crying. If He Shasha knew, she would definitely flip out."
"I'm fine!" Leng Ran held back her tears, her emotions quickly settling as she reverted to her usual cold and proud self. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at military training at this time?"
"I took a leave because of some urgent matters."
