Just as she was about to catch up, a staircase in the family building ahead suddenly emitted sounds of high heels descending, click-clack, not very loud, but enough for the two approaching the building to look up and see the stairway lights turning on one by one.
Who is that?
Ji Chengzhi stopped and looked up, immediately seeing a shadow descending.
It should be a woman...
Jiang Yun also saw it, and instinctively stopped, her eyes staring straight ahead.
It was an old family building, decades old, long outdated compared to modern layouts, particularly dim and narrow; without getting closer, it was impossible to clearly see who the person was.
But even so, the person whose shadow was stretched long by the streetlights finally walked out of the darkness, step by step. Once closer, the two people standing here finally saw who it was.
Indeed, it was the person they were looking for, two children, a boy and a girl.
