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Back in Beijing, the night was deep.

Cat hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address of Mu Jin Apartment.

She didn't know when she would return when she went to the Northwest, so she didn't notify anyone to pick her up.

When they arrived at Mujin Apartment Building, it was almost 1 a.m.

The cat stood under a ginkgo tree, not going up, looking up at the direction of Ah Jin's apartment, which was pitch black.

She thought that Ah Jin was probably already asleep.

The night wind was blowing and it was a bit chilly.

The bad thing is that she can't even use her magic to keep warm now.

The rain spell that lasted only fifteen minutes yesterday afternoon... drained her dry.

The cat was very dissatisfied. In the past, turning the ocean over would have been as simple as moving a finger.

I took out my phone, just unlocked the screen, the screen lit up briefly, then immediately went black—it was out of battery…

Putting her phone away, the cat wrapped her coat tighter around herself and squatted down on the ground, where she felt a little warmer.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of ginkgo leaves, and the evening breeze was blowing, causing the big tree to rustle and shake its leaves down.

The cat gathered a bunch of leaves together, trying to spell out the words "Ah Jin," but she realized it was too much. Nevertheless, she patiently arranged them.

She had just smiled with some satisfaction when a gust of wind came and blew her leaves into pieces.

"Ugh, that wind!" the cat said angrily.

She looked up at Mu Jin's apartment again; it was still dark.

Cat lowered her head, suddenly feeling a little sad. She wanted to see Ah Jin, she really wanted to.

After an unknown amount of time, the cat was almost blending into the leaves when a cold voice suddenly came from above.

"Are you planting mushrooms downstairs in the middle of the night?"