"An'an... An'an..." Sheng Ning shouted loudly for a long time, but the car kept moving farther away without stopping. She stood there in frustration, thinking for a long time, feeling more uneasy the more she thought about it.
How could An'an have changed so much just after this year, after only a few days?
Suddenly her brow twitched sharply, and her heart became increasingly anxious. She thought of how Han Xiaoqiu had just died and the way he behaved in court just awhile ago. A troubling premonition grew stronger.
"Comrade Sheng Ning, it's cold outside, why are you wearing so little?" The neighbor saw Sheng Ning wearing just a woolen sweater standing by the roadside and greeted her with concern.
"Quickly go back inside; if your uncle sees you dressed this lightly, he'd be worried." Everyone in the compound knows how much Su Hai dotes on his niece, and occasionally someone would tease about it with a smile.
