Why was it a bus stop?
Tang Mo'er wrinkled her nose at the strange location but could only think of one possibility. Wan An was going to fetch her from the bus stop.
No matter what, she was just going to have to wait patiently.
She waited till late into the night when the moon has already risen high into the sky, but Wan An still hadn't appeared.
Why was he doing this?
It was a cold and windy autumn night. Tang Mo'er was cold and shivered for the umpteenth time. She had gone out to meet Wan An only wearing only a long skirt and a light blouse. She stood up and walk around, rubbing her hands together to gain some warmth. Her little nose was already red from the cold and she felt miserable.
