Song Qingchun stood in the company lobby, studying Qin Yinan and Tang Nuan through the window without blinking. She took in how Qin Yinan helped Tang Nuan with the door, helped her tie the seatbelt, and finally helped her wipe away the tears on her face… It was not until Qin Yinan's car was long gone that Song Qingchun finally came to. Her weak gaze fell on the revolving door for quite some time before taking the steps to leave the company.
Beijing, at that hour, was in its night-time rush. Afraid that she was unable to reach Su Zhinian's bungalow before 7 pm, Song Qingchun purposely chose to take the subway.
She was quite lucky that day because a seat was vacated for her only after a short period of standing.
