Zhuang Zhixi followed his gaze and saw a person crouching in the corner of a wall, curled up into a ball. Zhuang Zhixi: "Who is it? Who's over there?"
It was already dark, and the sight was quite frightening at first glance.
The person heard the commotion and slowly raised their head. Zhuang Zhixi: "Hmm? I feel like I've seen them before."
Qiang Dandan: "You know them?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "Just familiar."
He raised his voice: "Why are you crouching in the corner of the wall?"
A drifter?
The person shivered and said, "I wanted to find someone, but I got lost."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Who are you looking for?"
"Wang Xiangxiu."
"Ah!" This scream came from Wang Xiangxiu, who had been following Zhuang Zhixi and Qiang Dandan, hoping for a chance to have a private conversation with Zhuang Zhixi. Qiang Dandan was really too much of a hindrance.
She didn't expect that the person crouching in the corner was looking for her.
