Wen Ning pushed the door open and stepped outside. Behind him, the café door opened again.
Chen Mu had followed him out.
She had brought neither her bag nor her coat.
"Wen Ning."
Chen Mu called out, stopping Wen Ning.
Wen Ning turned around and looked at her with some surprise. Whatever had made her chase after him had to be important.
"What is it?"
Chen Mu stood before him, looking hesitant.
"You said my parents used their connections to find you."
"Yes."
"And you said I could come to you anytime if anything strange happened to me."
"Yes."
Chen Mu nodded and decided to tell him what had happened.
"Then there's something I need to tell you."
Chen Mu spoke.
"I went back to my hometown last month, and something happened."
Wen Ning turned to face her fully, signaling that he was listening.
"On the fifteenth of last month, I went home to visit my parents' graves. No one had lived in our old house for years, so I wasn't planning to stay overnight. I was going to drive there and back that day. After visiting their graves, I stopped by the old house and picked up a few things. By the time I came out, it was already dark."
She paused, recalling what had happened that day.
"As I was driving out of the village, something was crouching in the middle of the road."
"What was it?"
Wen Ning asked.
"A weasel."
A weasel? Now that was interesting.
"It was crouching in the middle of the road, staring straight at my car.
I honked, but it wouldn't move. I wanted to drive around it, but it was sitting right in the narrowest stretch, with drainage ditches on both sides. There was no room to get past. I had