The call connected quickly, and even though Fu Han and Bai Qian were close by, she couldn't make out exactly what He Xing said. She could faintly sense a dense weariness in his voice that seemed impossible to dissipate.
After hanging up, Bai Wei looked at Fu Han with a face full of apology, "Fu Han, let's... let's go back."
Although Fu Han had anticipated that He Xing hadn't boarded the plane, actually hearing these words made her feel very… aggrieved, yes, aggrieved.
It was He Xing who insisted on coming, but when Fu Han prepared for his arrival, He Xing didn't show up.
Okay, even if He Xing didn't come, couldn't you have sent a message in advance? Did you really have to wait until they rushed to the airport in the freezing cold, didn't see him, asked about it, and then you said you weren't coming?
The scenery on the return journey remained the same, a world of ice and snow, with thick icicles hanging from the eaves along the way, crystal clear like crystals.
