Six o'clock in the evening.
The last lingering rays of the blood-red sunset
gradually vanished beyond the horizon.
Countless dazzling neon lights
illuminated every corner of Chinatown.
Yet Delicious Restaurant, which had already closed for the day, remained open.
Aunt, dressed in a white chef's uniform, leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen.
Her gaze kept drifting toward a table near the entrance.
At this moment, neon light from outside the door fell across a black-haired girl in a black leather jacket.
At a glance, the pale, haggard girl had greasy, tangled hair, as though she had not washed or tended to it in days.
She stared blankly at the long-cold plate of egg fried rice before her, seeming completely lost in thought.
Just then, Lin Yu, having just finished cleaning the kitchen, moved over to Aunt's side.
He first poked his head out, his rimless glasses catching the light, and glanced at the black-haired girl a few times before turning to ask Aunt, "Boss, she still hasn't left?"
"Hmm..."
Aunt nodded silently, her expression grave.
Then, lowering her voice deliberately, she complained, "She ordered one plate of egg fried rice and has been sitting there all day... If she hadn't said she was Rorschach's high school classmate, I would've kicked her out ages ago."
Next, aunt furrowed her brows and pressed Lin Yu, "Do you think that girl's sloppy appearance means she's a drug addict? My Rorschach has always been obedient and sensible. He never had a habit of chasing girls back in school... Besides, he hasn't been attending classes for so long. When would he have had the time to get involved with a girl?"
Before she finished speaking, Lin Yu's face took on an amused yet helpless expression.
He poked his head out again.
After repeatedly looking