I didn't know how long I walked when I heard hurried footsteps behind me. I felt someone behind me approaching quickly, but before I could react, I was about to turn around when I felt a gust of wind that smelled like sweat blowing on my face. A person quickly snatched away the phone I was using for lighting. The light of the phone made me see a little clearer. It was a medium height, but in such a cold winter, he was only wearing an unlined shirt, but his trousers were still thick with cotton pants.
"Go after me!" He shouted, but his voice was extremely harsh, even like a pleading. Like the ink dripping into the pool, it quickly echoed in the alley. I subconsciously stepped back two steps. When he made the second sound, I could not see him. You can imagine the feeling of having his cell
