The night breeze was indeed a bit chilly.
He Qing, holding Yu Dandan's sweater, walked on the road and had just reached the school gate when she saw Yu Dandan and Lu Shaodan across the street talking; it seemed they had already reserved a spot.
She looked left and right, saw no cars, and confidently crossed the street.
It wasn't He Qing's fault for not following traffic rules; this was the school's side door where mobile vendors were most common, especially at night when various stalls were set up, making it particularly bustling.
Therefore, there was hardly any sidewalk to speak of. Even if there had been one, it was likely worn away by now.
Besides, this alley was quite narrow, surrounded by old residential buildings, and at most two vehicles could drive side by side with just a narrow sidewalk left on both sides; there was no need for any zebra crossings.
