Huo Yao pressed her brow and said, "Can you stop cultivating dangerous plants?"
Mi Wei cleared his throat nervously. "You know me. I'm really into poison."
Huo Yao shook her head. She raised her wrist to check the time and said, "Enough already. Time for you to board your flight. Take care, okay?"
"Uh huh," acknowledged Mi Wei.
He pulled his luggage along and left. After taking a couple of steps, he turned to look at the young woman. He could not help feeling a little annoyed when she looked completely normal and did not seem sad that he was leaving.
He veered his eyes disappointedly with his shoulders slumped. From behind, he looked very miserable.
Huo Yao paused briefly. She sighed powerlessly and strode toward Mi Wei. After embracing him gently, she said, "Uncle Wei, take care. Each one of you has to take care."
She spoke softly and sounded unusually serious.
