Xiu's placed her one side of the face against the cold glass window and had the phone on the other side. Her hot face felt a cooling sensation from the glass which kept her awake. There was long silence from the other side which made her pout as she questioned, "Why aren't you talking?"
"Sweets, look out the window," she heard his reply in a breathless voice. Xiu frowned and looked outside to find him standing at the bus stop. He waved his hand at her and asked, "Aren't you getting off?"
"What are you doing here?" She asked absentmindedly. Why she needed the answer? She couldn't tell. But her mind and heart, both needed to hear his reply.
"Obviously, I came to take you home," he replied with an attempt to smile at her. Even in Xiu's half-drunken state, she could tell that he looked sad but why was it that his presence made all her sadness go away?
