An Yiqing prided herself on having experienced all sorts of storms and waves. She had once slept in piles of corpses and even eaten raw, bloody meat. Yet, nothing was as terrifying as Nan Tian's singing voice.
An Yiqing swore, if Nan Tian sang to her again in the future, she would break ties with this woman!
After sitting by the roadside for a long time, An Yiqing finally shook off the haunting echoes in her ears and fully revived.
"Let's go eat, I'm hungry." She checked the time; it was almost eight in the evening.
Nan Tian raised an eyebrow, "Where to eat? What to eat?"
An Yiqing thought for a moment, "I've been to a restaurant that has pretty good food. It's not far from here, we can walk there."
"Sure, I'll listen to you!"
Nan Tian stretched out her long arm, hooked it around An Yiqing's shoulder, and in a carefree manner, strolled off with her.
