He Jichen stared out at the empty street in front of him for quite some time before he slowly turned his attention to the road.
There was a woman crouched on the ground with her body curled up under the pale yellow light from the lamppost.
Her face was lowered so he couldn't see her face, but he still recognized her with a single look.
Her shoulders quivered slightly as though she was crying.
He Jichen subconsciously tightened his grip on the steering wheel as he watched the scene before him.
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Ji Yi crouched by the side of the road with her head buried between her knees. Her eyebrows were furrowed, and she had one hand pressed against her stomach, with the other tightly clenched into a fist.
She had been fine just now, but for some reason, her stomach suddenly started to hurt out of the blue.
