Fu Yi drove on the road for nearly fifteen minutes before he spotted Yang Kaitai on a pedestrian street.
Yang Kaitai hunched his shoulders slightly, lowered his head, and took heavy steps, which made him particularly eye-catching among the young men and women who were out enjoying the nightlife around him.
Fu Yi slowed down the car and followed his steps, rolled down the window, and honked the horn at him.
Yang Kaitai turned his head to look at the roadside, then turned his head back unmoved. The expression on his face was stubborn and sad, innocent and confused, like a wolf cub lost in a pack.
"Don't worry about me, Captain Fu. I'm reflecting on myself."
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