"What's wrong?" Chen Yiran lowered his head, looking at Tianxin's anxious expression, he asked softly.
"Ji Yang isn't answering my calls." Tianxin glanced at her phone, dialed Ji Yang's number again, and listened for a good while, but nobody answered.
"Maybe there are too many people in this temple, and with everyone setting off firecrackers, he might not have heard it." Chen Yiran pondered for a moment then lightly suggested: "We didn't see Ji Yang on the way here from the Wax Plum Forest, let's go look for him on another route."
"Okay, sounds good." Tianxin nodded in agreement after some thought.
Chen Yiran took her hand and had only taken a few steps when he spotted a tall, thin figure in the distance holding two huge cotton candies, walking in their direction.
Tianxin followed Chen Yiran's gaze, her face instantly lit up with joy, and she ran towards Ji Yang, calling out: "Ji Yang!"
