The wind is strong in Ye City today, and the sun that was visible in the morning has completely disappeared now.
Inky black clouds are pressing down on the sky, so heavy it seems they might fall, casting a massive shadow over Ye City.
The cold winds weave through streets and alleys, a sense of unease seems to linger everywhere.
"Bai Yanliang, this shouldn't be that student's house, right?" Feng Xiuxue looked up at the building and asked with doubt.
This is clearly a single apartment.
Bai Yanliang didn't even turn his head in response to her query, having already pushed open the glass door:
"If you want to go to Hao Bowen's house, turn around, take a left, and catch the number six bus, get off at Hai Ming District."
Feng Xiuxue glared at his back and hurried to follow.
After a brief interaction, she felt Bai Yanliang was completely an unsociable guy.
"So whose house is this?" Feng Xiuxue asked as Bai Yanliang pressed the button for the thirteenth floor in the elevator.
