On the other end of the phone, Gu Huai'an fell silent for a moment, too far away to hear what the young girl was really thinking.
But perhaps it was for the best that he couldn't hear everything.
He could only know what was related to him.
The heart of the young girl was like the sky of an autumn day.
He curved his lips in a slight smile, pretending not to hear her comment, and briefly described to Song Yunuan the local customs of this country, all standard fare, of course. He did not mention the gift he had bought for Song Yunuan, only telling her that the flight was in three days.
"Is it a charter flight?"
Gu Huai'an on the other side gave a gentle hum of affirmation.
Song Yunuan said, "…You should change the time, and the mode of transportation too."
Gu Huai'an hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright."
Song Yunuan giggled, "Answering calls costs money, you know. I'm still a poor student."
Gu Huai'an succinctly replied, "Then you hang up."
Song Yunuan: …
