Ever since the plane crash, they had not seen each other again. This meeting was bound to stir up memories of anxiously waiting for news in a foreign hospital.
Meng Xi'er's eyes slightly dimmed. She nodded, "I came to see Xiaochen. But why are you here so late?"
Caught off guard by her question, Lun You paused slightly, struggling to think of a plausible excuse before finally offering a faint smile, "I came to pick something up."
Meng Xi'er didn't ask him what he came to collect, simply nodding and walking towards the door.
Watching her retreating figure, Lun You's eyes flickered with something indiscernible, and he decided to call out to her.
"Meng Xi'er."
She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him.
"Would you wait for me a moment? I can drive you home later."
"There's no need to trouble yourself." Meng Xi'er shook her head.
"It's no trouble," Lun You said with a smile, "Just wait for a moment, will you?"
With that, he quickly turned and headed upstairs.
