Long after the figure of Zhang Jingyun vanished, Lin Shuang remained on tiptoe, anxiously gazing in the direction he had gone.
Zhang Jingyun had forbidden her to wander about, and true to his word, she stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move an inch.
The flow of people on the street gradually increased. Amid the bustling crowd, every unfamiliar face filled her with terror. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and dappled the ground, the mottled patches of light resembling countless prying eyes that heightened her unease.
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