Foreshadowing: A Howl

Bai Hui pursed her lips and watched Liu Chang'an's figure melt into the darkness. She walked over to where he had just been standing, turned around, frowned slightly, raised her shoulders a little, and stared warily at the spot where she herself had been standing.

"Stupid woman."

Imitating the way Liu Chang'an spoke, Bai Hui could not help but laugh. Sometimes, she thought Liu Chang'an was rather cute... even though he was the sort of person who radiated an irritating air from his hair down to his toenails.

She must have lost her mind to describe Liu Chang'an as "cute." If she told Miao Yingying that Liu Chang'an was cute, Miao Yingying would probably feel her forehead to see whether she had a fever and was talking nonsense.

Bai Hui rose onto her tiptoes and looked up. Then she hurriedly took the elevator to the top floor, where she spotted Liu Chang'an by the window.

After leaving the residential complex, he had returned to his usual unhurried gait. His tall body cast a long shadow beneath the streetlights.

He seemed lost in thought. Instead of continuing on, he stood beneath a streetlight and stared at its pole without moving.

Bai Hui remembered that such poles were often plastered with all kinds of messy ads. Liu Chang'an really was the sort of person whose attention could be caught by every strange and unusual thing.

All of a sudden, Liu Chang'an glanced back. Bai Hui instinctively raised a hand to cover her face, as though his gaze could pierce through the night and find the window where she was hiding among all those buildings.

Fortunately, it was merely a casual glance. He stood there for a while, doing who knew what, then continued walking.

He did not seem to know how to