He straightened his collar, and Cheng Yuan furrowed his brow before answering with a slightly cold and harsh tone, "I don't know!"
"You're so close to him, how could you possibly not know?" his roommate asked skeptically, staring at him. "He's been missing since last night, and you haven't seemed worried at all."
Already suspecting the sneaky figure outside, upon hearing his roommate's questioning, Cheng Yuan suddenly made a connection, and anger flared up in his chest.
"That one outside!" Cheng Yuan shouted, heading straight for the door.
Meanwhile, the sneaky figure, realizing something was amiss, immediately ran off.
By the time Cheng Yuan reached the door, all he saw was a corner of a garment disappearing swiftly around the corner of the staircase.
However, even though he did not see the person's face, the side profile—which didn't match their age—was still crystal clear.
"What are you looking at?"
