Lu Jinnian knocked off work early that afternoon. It was the first time in so many years, and it was also the first time that he yearned to return home, so much so that he even ran past a red light.
When he finally reached Ming Zhu Garden, he held onto the keys to open the door. As he changed into his house slippers, he shouted for Qiao Anhao, but no one replied.
Lu Jinnian shouted her name once more, a frown denting his temples. With only one slipper on, he rushed up the stairs into the changing room. Only when he saw that her clothes were still inside did he finally heave a sigh of relief, pulling out his phone to call her.
Qiao Anhao picked up instantly, but her background noise was very loud and the phone signal was bad, her voice coming out in patches. Only after a while did the background finally turn quiet. "What's wrong?"
"Where are you?"
"I'm in Cheng Jian building's supermarket."
