"Zhou Fan, I bought a plane ticket for tomorrow night!" As evening fell, Zhou Fan and Chu Qianqian were standing on a rooftop, gazing at the distant cityscape. Chu Qianqian suddenly turned, hugged Zhou Fan, and said gently.
"So soon?"
"Mm, I don't want to put it off anymore."
"Where are you going?"
"First, back to Nanjiang City to deliver Chu Yifeng's head. Then I'll travel around the country for a bit and see the sights."
The two fell silent, holding each other in the sea breeze. Chu Qianqian gently rose onto her tiptoes, and they kissed.
For a day and a night, Zhou Fan and Chu Qianqian didn't take a single step out of the room. It wasn't until the evening of the next day that the door opened, and they walked out.
