The Faceless Dancing Woman (2)

The beautiful weather in the day took a turn during the night as it started pouring and thundering. It was very dark with no moon or stars, and on the street, very few people were out because of the weather. Still, no rain or darkness can stop two people from standing out.

Yang Zheyan had his back leaned against the wall while he looked down at his shoes. His tall silhouette caught people's eyes, but it was his face that captured their hearts. He looked like an abandoned puppy waiting for his owner to come to get him.

"Should we go talk to him?" 

A pair of women from across the street whispered to each other.

"I think he's waiting for someone."

"But his face is so my type!"

"Then… Let's go ask for his number quickly."

They were about to cross the street, but a woman in a black trench coat and holding a black umbrella stepped in front of them. She turned her head slightly to look at them and gave both of them a warm smile.