Covering his face with his hands, he let out an angry howl.
His lonely raging howl resounded in the empty cloakroom…
...
Lu Yichen was back at his apartment. Afraid that his acquaintances would see the injuries on his face, he tried to lower his head and avoid being seen by others.
As he was entering the building, a small figure suddenly came out with both hands blocking him from his front.
"How are you?" a familiar voice said, coming from before him.
Lu Yichen was initially afraid of knocking into someone, so he stopped walking. However, he didn't expect to hear a familiar voice. Looking up, he saw Han Qiqing's concerned expression.
With furrowed brows, he asked, "Why are you here?"
Han Qiqing went closer to him in order to see the condition of his injuries because there were no lights in front of the building.