The taxi had just pulled away when it brushed past a young woman walking with her hands tucked in her pockets.
Lin Fuli glanced back over her shoulder and saw the girl walk up to Heyi; the two of them seemed to be talking about something. She opened her phone's photo album, where a picture of a girl curled up lazily napping in a hanging chair sat waiting, and hit delete with spiteful force.
"That woman touched you," Qin Jiujiu said, her expression blank.
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