Having returned to her room, Mo Yao, in the midst of a heated battle, turned to ask Musheng, "Who was that, coming to look for you so late?"
Generally, the only people who would come were likely looking for Musheng.
Musheng shook her head, "Not someone I'm familiar with, they're from one of the buildings nearby."
"Oh."
Seeing that there was nothing serious, Mo Yao lost interest in asking further.
No sooner had the incident passed than Musheng quickly went to bed and fell asleep, unaware that there would be follow-up events the next day.
*
The next day, early in the morning, Musheng got up to go for her usual morning run in the neighborhood. The weather wasn't great, as a thick fog surged and rolled, invading every corner of the city. Especially because it was light out later, it made people just want to curl up in their blankets and stay immobile.
