"Shishi, do you really have the heart to leave Hong Kong?"
Song Yuhan and Ye Wudao were at the airport, seeing off Zhao Shishi as she was about to board her flight.
"There's nothing to hold on to, I just want to go somewhere to calm down for a while. Xiao Han, you really don't need to worry about me. Having been through life and death situations, it was thanks to Ye Wudao that I could walk back from the brink."
Zhao Shishi and Song Yuhan were hugging each other, reluctant to part.
"Alright then, take care of yourself. Once you get there, remember to call me immediately to let me know you're safe," Song Yuhan said, knowing Zhao Shishi had made up her mind and no longer trying to talk her out of it.
"I will, goodbye Xiao Han, goodbye Mr. Ye."
Zhao Shishi waved at them, then took her suitcase and was ready to board the plane, but at this moment, suddenly a few policemen approached her and stopped her.
"Hello, may I ask if you are Miss Zhao Shishi?" one of the policemen asked her.
