'Kacha--'
Gu Tong rolled down the car window by a third, then locked the car door.
In the confined space, thanks to the slightly open window, Gu Tong could clearly hear the movements outside.
'Shasha--'
The other party had almost imperceptible footsteps, the light and heavy pace resembled that of a young child.
Gu Tong gripped the steering wheel with both hands, turned on the car lights to attract the other party.
This time, she wasn't planning to stay hidden in the car! Because since the other party chose to stalk her, they must be aware of her every move, and lying in wait was the best choice.
'Sasa--'
The footsteps gradually approached.
Gu Tong waited patiently, but suddenly saw a shadow fall at the front of the car.
It was a child around seven or eight years old, who had fallen to the ground, looking at his scraped hand, and began to cry loudly.
A child?
The eerie footstep sound, combined with the child's sudden fall, connected together!
