It's the evening of July 21st, China, Li Jing, Gu Yima District.
The night sky tonight is especially bright, and the cicadas on the trees are chirping desperately.
Under the shade of the trees, three silhouettes are paused in front of an apartment building.
Controlling the number one body Gu Wenyu, Ji Minghuan walks ahead, expressionlessly fiddling with his phone.
Meanwhile, Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo Case are holding luggage, quietly standing behind him, waiting for him to use the key to open the door.
Ji Minghuan slightly droops his head, sending messages to Su Zimai on WeChat, while fumbling for the key in the backpack slung over his shoulder, slotting it into the door's keyhole.
Even though the key is in the hole, he resolutely refuses to turn the doorknob.
The next second, his body suddenly stiffens, eyes fixated on the phone screen, as if he has just received a threatening text from a bandit.
