It was approaching 8 o'clock in the evening when Emerald Sparrow, carrying two large plastic shopping bags, crossed the nightfall and returned to the secret base. However, as she found her keys and opened the front door as always, she suddenly felt that something was missing.
Behind the door was an empty entrance hall; Lin Xiaolu hadn't come over.
For nearly a month now, every time Emerald Sparrow returned to the base, Lin Xiaolu would always come out to greet her. Sometimes enthusiastic, sometimes calm, but always engaging proactively in a little small talk. This slightly intimate behavior had initially made Emerald Sparrow somewhat embarrassed, but over time, she had grown accustomed to their way of interacting.
But it seemed today was an exception.
