The altitude in Dian City is quite high, and those newly arrived here experience varying degrees of altitude sickness.
However, seeing An An, she seems to be handling it well, which gives her some relief.
An An went upstairs, and Xiao Zhang, the guard, had already brought her luggage into the room.
Spending those few hours at the train station today, though not very tiring, was mentally exhausting. Her spirits had been tense.
If it wasn't absolutely necessary, she wouldn't have bothered Aunt Qiao Lu to pick her up.
She took off her shoes, put on Lu Mingfei's slippers, and headed to the bathroom to wash her face.
Coming out of the bathroom, An An changed into a set of clothes and lay down on the bed.
She recalled the scene at the train station today, the moment of shaking hands with that foreign woman still left her feeling uneasy.
Her ability to perceive danger was stronger than most people.
Who exactly was that woman?
