Jealousy?

The morning light, now fully embracing the cityscape, painted the alleyway in a less menacing, more mundane glow. Mo Yuxin, her expression still a touch guarded, led Su Yubing out of their shadowed refuge and back onto the bustling street. The air was filled with the sounds of vendors setting up their stalls, the clatter of carts, and the cheerful chatter of early risers.

Su Yubing, her demeanor noticeably lighter, strolled beside Mo Yuxin, a playful glint in her eyes. The tension from their earlier encounter seemed to have dissipated, replaced by a sense of amused curiosity.

Mo Yuxin, her senses heightened, had abruptly pulled Su Yubing into the shadows, their sudden movement a silent ballet against the backdrop of the city's nocturnal hum. A soft thud echoed as Su Yubing's back made contact with the rough brick wall, but the sound was swallowed by the surrounding noise, unnoticed by the few late-night wanderers.