Chapter 8: The Mysterious Man: A Familiar Feeling 1
"Oops! It's finally time to get off work, and I'm exhausted! Shirley whined, thumping her sore arm.
"Well, let's get dressed and go home!" Su Ziyue said with a smile.
The two walked out of the store arm in arm, and it was already dark.
It's ten o'clock in the evening, because it's in a bustling area, so it's still relatively lively, the road is full of people, traffic, neon lights are flashing with brilliant brilliance.
The two walked for a while before they were about to separate, and after saying goodbye, they each walked in the direction of their home.
Su Ziyue crossed the main road and turned into a quiet alley, away from the hustle and bustle of the street.
Suddenly, it was pitch black all around, and with the faint moonlight, Su Ziyue took familiar steps forward.
The silvery white moon buds exude a bright and pure brilliance, casting a mysterious veil over the quiet alley, and the stars in the sky shine brightly, like countless blinking dolls.
Su Ziyue looked up at the vast sky, and her mood became more and more comfortable.
The evening breeze blew her pink cheeks, fluttering her charming hair, and the hazy moonlight sprinkled on her soft body, looking like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
Suddenly, a few barks broke the harmonious silence.
Immediately after that, a series of hurried footsteps came to this side, and before Su Ziyue could react, she saw a man in white wearing a mask leaping past her, running towards the side of the alley, and quickly disappeared into the vast moonlight.
Another burst of chaotic footsteps and some fragmentary talking voices approached Su Ziyue's side.
"Hey! Little girl, have you ever seen a wounded man in a white mask pass by? A brutal-looking man with a scar said viciously.
"Oh, he's running this way." Su Ziyue said unhurriedly, and pointed in the opposite direction of the man in white who had fled.
"TMD, if you dare to lie to Lao Tzu, you will die, why are you still stunned here, don't chase after it!" The fat man shouted angrily, and the fat on his face shook with it, and he led the group of subordinates to chase in the direction that Su Ziyue pointed out.
Su Ziyue resisted the urge to laugh, and secretly scolded those guys in her heart for being stupid, stupid hats, are the underworld so weak now?
Alas, it seems that the world is changing dramatically every day. That person is injured, will it be okay? Strange, how could I care about a milli
What about irrelevant strangers? Forget it, let's hurry home! Su Ziyue thought to herself and quickened her pace.
"This young lady, thank you just now." A nice magnetic voice sounded in Su Ziyue's ears. Su Ziyue was startled, patted her chest and looked up at the man in front of her. Strange, how does this sound seem to have been heard somewhere?
Su Ziyue carefully looked at the man in front of him, he was wearing a dark mask, and he couldn't see his face clearly.
But from his voice, you can hear that he is very young, definitely no more than twenty years old, he is very tall, should be more than one meter eight, the standard is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
The hazy moonlight was coated with a soft halo around him, and he exuded a noble and cold aura all over his body, and through the mask through the faint moonlight Su Ziyue saw his star-like bright pupils.
Su Ziyue couldn't help but be distracted, I don't know what kind of face is hidden under this mask?