After finishing the script, Chen Lin decided to head out to buy some groceries.
She grabbed the cap and mask Wu Yuxuan had handed her that morning, slipping them on before stepping out. With just her wallet in hand, she was ready to go.
Chen Lin stepped into the elevator, the faint hum of its descent filling the small, metallic space. A man entered just as the doors were about to close. She kept her gaze forward, her cap and mask doing their job of shielding her from attention.
The man, dressed casually in a dark hoodie and jeans, stood silently beside her.
Reaching the ground floor, Chen Lin exited and headed toward the nearby convenience store.
The sunlight at 3 p.m. was warm and golden, casting a soft glow over the city streets. It felt peaceful, the kind of quiet that offered a brief reprieve from her chaotic schedule. She strolled leisurely, enjoying the simple task of picking out groceries and selecting a few toiletries for herself.