Winding corridors that looped back on themselves were called ambulatories. They surrounded the central building, forming closed loops.
Outsiders could only enter the rooms through the intersections of the four ambulatories.
Gao Ming sprinted through the pouring rain, following an entirely new worldline.
"If none of this is coincidence, and someone is driving it all, then whoever set this up to fight fate is truly unbelievable."
As he entered Courtyard No. 9 on Minlong Street, Gao Ming spotted a familiar figure on one of the balconies before he could even take out his phone.
Behind the hazy window glass, Xuan Wen silently gazed outside. She had lost a great deal of weight.
In her current condition, it was already fortunate that she had not become someone's prey.
He ran upstairs and knocked, only to discover, to his surprise, that the door was unlocked.
He slowly pushed it open. Deathly pale light fell across him. There was little furniture inside, leaving the place cold and lonely, without a trace of life.
Taking off his soaking raincoat, Gao Ming did not immediately enter. He had noticed the various articles of clothing hung up to dry in the living room.
"Does my underwear come in a nice variety of colors?" Xuan Wen's indifferent voice came from the balcony. Holding the window frame, she glanced back at Gao Ming.
Gao Ming had never heard a question like that in his life. He shook his head stiffly. "Can I come in?"
"Whatever."
After changing into slippers, Gao Ming looked around. The room seemed like a corner forgotten by everyone. Even if Xuan Wen vanished without a sound, no one would notice.
"I'll make you something to eat." Gao Ming opened the refrigerator. It was empty except for two buckets of frozen water; there was no