As to whether Cheng Su was still at the restaurant, Wan Dahe couldn't be certain, and Qi Taiguo was also unsure, given that it was now past nine in the evening.
He both hoped Cheng Su would be there and worried if she was; hoping she was there because he wanted to talk to her, and if she was, it would prove that she too was concerned and cared about him. But if she was, what about going home so late? He was worried about her being a woman out at that hour!
With a heart full of trepidation, Qi Taiguo dialed the number of the restaurant where Cheng Su worked.
Du, du, du!
The call was quickly answered, and a familiar voice filled with anxiety came through. Qi Taiguo's eyes grew warm, and his heart heated up as he smiled and said, "It's me!"
Cheng Su gripped the phone tightly: "Hello!"
"It's me!"
That familiar voice was Qi Taiguo's, Cheng Su, who had held back her tears all day, suddenly let them fall, pitter-patter, onto the receiver.
