"Actually, it's nothing too serious." An Ying noticed her daughter putting on a serious face, and began lightly, then recounted what she had experienced.
"On Monday, as usual, I was coming back from the bookstore. As I was walking downstairs, the road was a bit dark, and I didn't notice a drunk man by the roadside. By the time I realized, he was already staggering towards me, pulling me towards the corner of the wall..."
Upon hearing this, An Yin clenched her fists and hurriedly asked, "And then?"
An Ying lowered her eyes, skipped over some details, and did her best to narrate in a calm voice, "Thankfully, our neighbors in the neighborhood are quite helpful. I only shouted a few times before someone came over. I called the police afterward, and the drunken man was taken away. I'm fine, just that in the scuffle, my foot scraped the corner of the wall and got a little scratched."
