Another fruitless look, Ding Yiyi sighed, casually put on a T-shirt and went out to eat. Pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, wearing hats on their heads and huddling in sweaters.

As she walks, she keeps an eye on the rental information on the street, and in a public bicycle parking kiosk she actually sees a house.

She took out her cell phone and recorded her phone number. Someone behind her called her, "Yiyi?"

She turned and saw Hai Zhuoxian and Ye Chuqing sitting in the car greeting herself. "Get on the bus first, don't Park here!" Hai Zhuoxian waved to her.

The car was racing all the...