In November, the autumn in Chengdu is fleeting with the falling leaves.
The office facing the kindergarten entrance was bustling with many people.
They all looked in the same direction. The man had broad shoulders and a thin waist. He was wearing a black police uniform and it was hard not to attract attention.
While the discussion was going on, the door was suddenly knocked heavily, as if with malicious force.
"I was the one chasing her."
Motto: There is always someone who will love you. As long as you are yourself.