Yang Haitao persevered until 5 pm. The sky turned dark and he felt light-headed, as if he could faint at any moment.
When it was time to get off work, song Xuan greeted the cashier lady, " sister LAN, I'll get off work first. You should go home early too.
Because it was the weekend, she and Zhao Mingyi had agreed to go to the theater. Zhao Mingyi should be waiting outside already.
When she walked out of the office building, she saw Zhao Mingyi waiting for her in the snow. He was wearing a long navy blue coat and a black scarf.
She was about to walk over when sister Lan's voice came from behind her, " "Ah, Haitao, your forehead is burning, Yingluo."
Song Xuan stopped in her tracks. She saw sister LAN helping yang Haitao out. Yang Haitao looked tired and pitiful.
Sister LAN helped yang Haitao to the door and mumbled, " "Aiya, have you been feeling unwell for a long time? why are you forcing yourself?"
