"Where are you?" Qianqian took the phone and asked.
"Uh..." Jiang Nian originally wanted to ask why they weren't resting, but he stopped himself before the words came out.
"Go left from downstairs, about one kilometer."
Qianqian: "...Is the coke that far away?"
"I was looking for the sugar-free kind."
Qianqian: "..."
She wasn't in the mood to bicker with Jiang Nian, so she said, "Just come back quickly, and stop by here too."
"What's up?"
"Something important."
"Oh, okay." Jiang Nian hung up the phone, feeling a bit uneasy. What good could come of anything in the middle of the night?
A home run.
He had fantasized about it, but it's not realistic.
Last time, they were just a thin layer of window paper away from breaking through; if it had collapsed, to be honest, it's nice to still be able to travel together now.
Of course, Jiang Nian wasn't satisfied with just that. First, he didn't want to stop now, and second, he couldn't.
