Li Xiaozhou saw Sheng Kuang with his hands in his pockets and no headphones in his ears, and asked curiously, "Brother, you weren't on the phone?"
Sheng Kuang glanced at Li Xiaozhou, then shifted his gaze back to the road not far away. After a few seconds, before Li Xiaozhou could say anything more, he slowly straightened up and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Let's go."
Back in the private room, Chen Jingjiang and the others were drunkenly belting out songs into the microphones.
Amidst the chaotic day, Sheng Kuang found a dimly lit corner, hugged a pillow, leaned back on the sofa, and watched the big screen in front of him.
Everyone was at a loss for words for a moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Lan Bowen cleared his throat, "You..."
Before he could finish his question, Sheng Kuang nodded slightly, "Yes, I saw her just now."