C57 An Unknown Woman

The night lurked like a dormant beast, silently observing people's joys and sorrows, waiting for the right moment to strike. By day, everything seemed calm and peaceful, yet the sky echoed with mournful cries—the night was tearing at its body, leaving bleeding wounds.

The next morning, Ruoye grumbled about that inexplicable woman who seemed obsessed with her as she angrily put on her shoes