Lin Xuan came to the running track and ran lap after lap. By now it was past eleven o'clock, and the track was practically deserted.
There were no lights on, making the place feel somewhat desolate.
Under a large tree by the edge of the track, a young woman was sitting on the steps, staring blankly out at the field. She came out for a walk almost every night, but because she disliked crowds, she always went out quite late.
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