When Fatty saw Anzhi Tianlan off from the apartment, he thoughtfully prepared a pink scarf and plush gloves for her. He even warmly invited her to stay for breakfast the next morning, but Anzhi Tianlan declined.
At this moment, she walked on the deserted street, with the smell of cold wind mixed with the faint scent of laundry detergent on the pink scarf lingering in her nose.
Anzhi Tianlan reached up to pull the scarf that covered half her face down, and the cold wind immediately lashed at her, blowing away the lingering scent of detergent from her nose.
Looking back, the apartment housing many strange people was no longer in sight. She took one last glance in that direction in the whimpering wind and then turned around to continue walking into the darkness without looking back.
