When will your midnight snack start?
“Why, do you still want to eat?”
“I can’t refuse you invited me so kindly.”
Feng Yin speeded up, and the police officer behind looked at the people next to him and asked, “Did I invite her?”
“She is Feng Yin.”
“Feng Yin-oh-she is that Feng Yin.”
In an instant, all this was explained.
Feng Yin’s name has three meanings in this circle.
When the first layer of Fengyin appears, there must be cases.
On the second floor, Feng Yin appears, so you need to eat.
The third level, the wind chant appears, and there are all kinds of strange things.
There are so many strange things because Feng Yin always appears because of different things, and always has different ideas.
Although it’s not very good… it’s really a bit cool, it’s something they sometimes want to do but can’t do.
No matter what, Feng Yin’s name has spread.
In the middle of the night, Feng Yin ate their lunch box at the police station and was ready to go home with a full heart.
The live broadcast has been closed long ago, and she is not ready to turn it on at around three o’clock in the middle of the night.
Rejecting the police’s proposal to send her back, Feng Yin walked out of the police station.
Just….
“Why are you here? Can’t you hold on tomorrow?”
Feng Yin immediately ran down the steps and grabbed Cheng Yanqiu’s wrist.
“Yeah–it’s okay, there should be a year and a half.”
“Do you hope for one and a half years, or a year and a half?”
Cheng Yanqiu pulled back his wrist, patted the car next to him and asked, “Can you drive, right?”
“Must!”
Feng Yin sat in the driver’s seat, started, and set off.
The car went out about ten meters, then reversed back and fell down the window.