"Still feverish?" Jiang Man feigned calm as she placed the kettle on the table.
Lu Xingzhou wiped his damp hair.
"Your luggage is here." Jiang Man pointed to the carry-on suitcase by the bed.
The suitcase had been delivered to the door by Wu Yingfan, and she had picked it up on her way in.
"I have a meeting at the company this afternoon, I need to get back now."
Lu Xingzhou took out the pressed shirt and suit from the suitcase, placing them all on the bed.
"We won't see each other until New Year's Day. The company has a year-end event, and it's going to be busy."
"Mhm." Jiang Man nodded, slightly kicking the fluffy rug on the floor with her toes.
She had never understood the feeling of missing someone so dearly after just a day apart, but now she did.
Before, she couldn't comprehend why those young couples, separated for just a short while, could miss each other to the point of despair.
It wasn't until last night...
