Wen Xiangyang staggered out, running so fast that her cheeks stung from the cold wind. Her vision was blurred with tears, and she found herself in the middle of the street, her ears buzzing so much that she couldn't hear a thing—until she collided with someone.
That person, like her, was sprinting and constantly looking back, not paying attention to where they were going. Wen Xiangyang's collision caused both of them to be thrown to the ground.
The person fell and quickly got up, cursing fiercely at Wen Xiangyang, "Get the hell out of here if you don't want to die!"
Wen Xiangyang was still sitting on the ground when she heard this man's voice. At the same time, she heard an anxious woman's voice behind her, "Catch the thief! That man's a thief, help me catch him!"