Jace Pierce strode over with his long legs, closing the distance.
The weather at the end of October had completely cooled down. On the girl's delicately beautiful face, there was a light makeup. She wore a white long-sleeve top paired with jeans, sitting cross-legged with her long legs, her phone beside her, listening to music through earphones.
In front of her was a bowl of spicy beef instant noodles, with a fork placed on top, as if she had just poured hot water.
Jace did not directly enter the convenience store but approached the glass pane.
Inside, Kane Townsend was wearing earphones and gently bowing his head, not noticing her.
Jace raised his hand to tap the glass, Kane Townsend barely reacted because the earphones were soundproof.
A few seconds later, Kane Townsend sensed someone outside and looked up.
Jace, with one hand in his pocket, leaned half against the glass, his posture somewhat casual and lazy. Unlike usual, there was no cigarette in his mouth.
