The night grew deeper and richer in color.
Behind them was the faint glow emanating from the police station, while the two of them stood beside a police car parked at the entrance, under the shadow of the eaves—here, no one could overhear their conversation.
Having had his fill of laughter, Xu Xiangyang finally got down to a serious exchange with the class leader about their mutual issues.
Being in a secluded area allowed him to relax a tad more.
...aside from the annoyingly curious glances cast in their direction by a few classmates from time to time, and the occasionally probing glances from Lin Xingjie as she communicated with her sister.
Zhu Qingyue, however, seemed completely oblivious to this. Her attention was fully invested in the conversation between them.
