...
Crack!
There was a soft crackle, and a cigarette lit up!
Ye Feng took a deep drag, glancing at the empty spot beside him on the bed, a trace of loss passing through his eyes!
He owed Nangong, but he couldn't make amends!
"If fate allows, we'll meet again someday..."
Ye Feng sighed, finished the cigarette in his hand, then got out of bed, dressed, and left the place!
It was still early, and there weren't many pedestrians on the road. Ye Feng didn't take a cab but instead walked slowly back the way he'd come!
The mornings in Yalong were extremely cold, and the residents seemed accustomed to the colorful nightlife!
Ye Feng didn't immediately go back to the Golden Dragon Bar but stopped to order a bowl of fish ball noodles at a roadside stall and started eating!
In Singapore, there were many such food stalls, and right next to Ye Feng were several white-collar workers eating breakfast and discussing the day's news while holding newspapers.
