Erya shivered all over with fear. If she hadn't seen the long shadow of the other person cast by the candlelight, she would have thought she was dead.
Why is she here?
Erya struggled to remember what had happened.
Four hours ago…
Kenglan Village Square.
Su Rong watched as Erya finally finished vomiting. He wiped away the loneliness in his eyes, and walked over with heavy steps, standing beside her. His tone was somewhat stern, mixed with a hint of anger: "What are you doing here?!"
Erya took a tissue from her bag to wipe the dirt off the corner of her mouth.
The stuff she had vomited was a bit disgusting. When Su Rong came over, she instinctively reached out her hand to try to pull him away so he wouldn't see what she had thrown up.
However, just as she reached out, she suddenly remembered that Su Rong's hands had touched a corpse, and her hand froze in mid-air.
This action didn't escape Su Rong's eyes.
Su Rong's heart sank, and his gaze paused for a moment.
