No, now wasn’t the time to think about weird things; was she going to suffer the same fate as that hairpin,When waiting at the traffic light, Qi Lin opened the window; the rain had eased significantly. The damp air permeated her nostrils. She sniffed the air, wondering if Bai Qianye was doing well and whether that last voice was his.,Looking at the bustling crowd, Qi Lin smiled helplessly; her life hadn't changed.。