The combination of the freezing wind and her continuous crying had drained Song Qingchun, and she felt light-headed, like she was suffering from a lack of oxygen in her brain. It was why she did not realize that her words did not sound like an explanation but more like her venting her personal frustration.
She continued 'explaining', but her words barely registered in Su Zhinian's ears because he was still hung up on the first few key terms that she had said: "car broke down" and "alone".
"Therefore, Mr. Su, I also have no idea when I will be able to reach home," Song Qingchun stammered.
Su Zhinian, who had been silent throughout, suddenly cut in with a question, "Are you on road 108?"
Song Qingchun couldn't catch up to Su Zhinian's train of thought, so she replied with a confused "hmm" before recovering and answering, "Yes."
"I am not far from you, wait for me."
