From nightfall to dawn.
Lang Lin sat on a park bench, not knowing how long he had been there, from the break of dawn to the first light, from darkness to daylight, from an overcast sky to a blazing sun hanging high.
He saw elderly people practicing Tai Chi in the early morning, children shouldering backpacks and going to school with their friends, office workers in suits rushing to squeeze into the subway...
No one's daily rhythm was disrupted.
Day after day, they lived lives indistinguishable from the ordinary.
Lang Lin took out his phone and turned it on.
He checked the time.
10:10.
Then looked at his messages, noticing one from Cheng Yuan, and read it, one word at a time.
Finally, he opened the two photos and his brow furrowed tightly.
There were people surrounding the school, which was within his expectations, but he hadn't expected there to be so many.
Since someone was blocking him, could it be that someone was blocking Chu Liangxia as well?
