Ye Qiu woke up from his nap, it was already past six in the evening. After getting up to freshen up, he came downstairs and noticed that Zhonghua Street was even busier and more lively in the evening.
He planned to go to the tea house first to find something to eat. Remembering the lunch he had at Akino, Ye Qiu felt uncomfortable.
While heading towards a nearby Hong Kong-style tea house, he suddenly saw a crowd gathered in front, among them, one person whom Ye Qiu felt looked somewhat familiar.
Isn't that Ma Wenwen, the journalist I met in the Southwest quarantine area?
What is she doing here?
"You better return my stuff right now," Ma Wenwen said.
Just a moment ago, she noticed that someone had been following her, only to find her phone missing in a blink. It was her latest model smartphone, which she got just after returning from the Southwest to East Sea City because the previous one had broken its screen during a hiking trip.
