From the corner of her eye, she could see the man who stood out among the crowd, holding a curling stick of burning fragrance between his fingers, listening carefully to the words of a gorgeously dressed woman next to him. She couldn't see the girl's appearance, but she could guess how attractive the girl was from her slender high heels that were as high as the sky. A group of people passed by her. At that moment, Ji Ran could almost smell the faint smell of grass on him from the scent of the woman's powder, mixed with the fragrant smell, which suddenly disappeared, making it even more nihilistic than the unexpected reunion just now.
Ji Ran clenched the chopsticks at her fingertips until her palms were soaked with sweat and were still numb and unconscious.