Lu Yinfeng returned to her apartment and rushed into the bathroom, hugging the toilet as she dry heaved.
She knew she was behaving in an unseemly, disordered manner right now.
Lu Yinfeng couldn't quite pinpoint why she had been assaulted by such a sense of grievance and fury.
She splashed her face with cold water, looked at her reflection with water streaks all over her face, and forced a smile.
"Lu Yinfeng, don't take it to heart, or people will look down on you," she muttered to herself. "You haven't lost anything, you just accidentally saw something filthy..."
Lu Yinfeng was very good at comforting herself, but this time, she lay back down on the bed, her mind utterly blank.
At that moment, Yan Sijia made a phone call.
She had been working at the bar until this morning and slept during the day. Only now that she had woken up did she remember to check on Lu Yinfeng.