C135 Don't Regret It

Luh An'an walked on a quiet street, and a few street lamps gave off a weak light. It quietly fell on the bare tree trunk. The long and dry branches were pulled by the light of the street lamps onto the ground. It was like the fingers of a demon in a movie about ghosts hitting her body.

Luh An'an still took a step forward, her entire person did not have a trace of fear.

Behind her