Actually, I didn't know whether that figure was Yin Sihan or not. Because this person’s dress in front of me was completely different from what Yin Sihan had dressed in the daytime.
The only thing that made me think that she was Yin Sihan was this person’s shoes.
This pair of shoes cannot be seen often in China.
When I thought this, I followed her with a fright. I walked fearfully along the wall, not daring to make a sound, afraid of being discovered by others.
As I got closer, I smelled a familiar scent. I could be certain that it is Yin Sihan.
Yin Sihan secretly lingered in front of the ward for a while. In the blink of an eye, she had slipped into the ward. I ran up to the room, and the plastic bag in my hand cracked.
I clutched the bag. And after the sound disappeared, I cautiously looked inside the window.
There were only two people in the ward, Yin Sihan and Yuan Sangsang. Yuan Sangsang was sleeping on the sickbed, while Zhou Ziong and his mother were both gone.