After leaving Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng did not immediately choose a barbecue restaurant, nor did he go to the supermarket to buy the items Wu Minqi had asked for. He wandered aimlessly along the road, brushing past countless pedestrians without knowing how long he had walked. When he snapped back to reality, he found himself back at the entrance of Taifeng Building.
Initially, he just felt anxious and uncomfortable inside. He had felt better after accompanying Peng Changping to the market that afternoon. Now, for some reason, after leaving Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng felt an unprecedented level of anxiety. It might have been more than just anxiety—a tangled mess churned in his mind, with a voice urging him to unravel it, but he could not even find an end to pull on.
The tangled mess had only gotten tighter and more chaotic, frustrating Jiang Feng and even making him feel a bit panicked.
Jiang Feng stopped at the entrance of Taifeng Building.