Xu Xiaofang was startled by the sudden male voice. She sprang to her feet and looked behind her, but the street behind was empty—not a soul in sight. She glanced left and right, still finding no one.
Under the dim streetlight, moths fluttered around, casting trembling shadows on the riverbank. Xu Xiaofang unconsciously hugged her arms and asked in a trembling voice, "Is... is anyone there?"
The plastic rabbit keychain version of Huangfu Jun was also on high alert.
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