High school was merely a simple endpoint. People always gradually changed in society's dye vat.
Chen Feng's expression remained calm, and he did not care about the conversation between the two as they left.
He was no longer the original owner of this body. Aside from Chen Yun, his only remaining connection, he did not want to concern himself with any other relationships.
Then time passed, and midnight arrived once more.
With a clatter, Chen Feng set the mop by the door and pulled down the metal shutter.
"Xiaofeng, Xiao Yao and I will be leaving first. Be careful on your way home."
Li Hongxia steadied the electric bike by its handlebars and sat down.
Xu Yao, carrying an old backpack, climbed on behind her. She looked over as well, her eyes sparkling brightly.
"Goodbye, Brother Chen Feng."
"Alright, Sister Hongxia."
"Goodbye, Xiao Yao."
With a slight nod, Chen Feng waved farewell to the mother and daughter.
He watched them slowly leave, the electric bike's red taillight vanishing at the end of the street.
Only then did he turn and start walking, carrying the bag containing the clothes he had changed out of after martial arts practice toward his residential complex.
Tap, tap!
Footsteps echoed along the road.
The white-painted streetlamp poles were mottled and yellowed. Their flickering light fell upon the ground, forming oval patches of light two to three meters wide.
A streetlamp stood every five or six meters, while the dark night enveloped most of his vision.
Tap, tap!
His footsteps continued, and as usual, he felt hungry.
Well prepared, Chen Feng took two energy bars from his clothes bag, tore open the wrappers, and stuffed them into his mouth.
Crunch!
Crunch!
The crisp sounds echoed in his head as the milky taste of the bars gradually