After escorting her deskmate back to the residential complex, the other party was still not at ease with her: "Why don't we stay on the phone? That way, if anything happens on the way, I can call the police in time."
Sheng Ning'an felt like this girl was cursing her.
"Really, there's no need. Come on, hurry inside!" It wasn't the dead of night, and besides, there were cameras all over the street—who would be stupid enough to commit a crime at this time?
Sheng Ning'an pushed her inside and then decisively turned away. She had barely left the residential area when she felt as if someone was following her.
Could it be that the girl's curse had actually come true?
Sheng Ning'an couldn't help but slow her pace, surreptitiously observing her surroundings.
At this time, the street was surprisingly empty.
Because it was evening, it was particularly quiet all around, and any small sound could be heard very clearly.
Indeed, she heard footsteps growing increasingly closer to her.
