Early spring noon at People's Square was bustling with activity. Wei Lan stood next to the carousel in the center of the square, looking around for that [pervert] in her cellphone, giving any slightly sleazy-looking uncle an extra glance. Yet others didn't even spare her a look, briskly walking past her.
Since 11 in the morning, by the time it was 1 in the afternoon, Jin Qiu suddenly felt she had been made a fool of.
Taking a couple of steps as she prepared to leave, her phone received a text message: Can't even endure this bit of time?
He had waited for her for half a year, every evening, but this damn woman never showed up!
Jin Qiu felt a chill run down her spine as she read the message. He could see her!
Jin Qiu halted, scanning her surroundings, but all she saw were groups of pedestrians in twos and threes, and no skeevy uncle suitably [creepy] to be her stalker.
