Zhou Wang had followed Jiang Mo through various places,
On the way, she bought a bottle of water for 1.5 yuan and a bag of French bread, then she pulled out an Evian glass bottle from her coat and poured all the mineral water into it.
Though Jiang Mo's expression was indifferent as she did this, Zhou Wang could tell from her unfocused eyes that she was doing it unconsciously.
That could only mean that she did this often.
Jiang Mo then took a bus to the Provincial Library, but only lingered by the roadside for a while and ultimately didn't enter the still-lit "Book Fragrance Station".
Eventually, Jiang Mo stopped in an alley in the city center, staring at the brightly lit surroundings and the bustling traffic, lost in thought again.
Zhou Wang glanced at the time. It was already past nine.
