Yu Keqing knew that she couldn't stop him, so she could only tell the truth. She said in a sad tone: "Actually, you can't come even if you want to, because the highway is icy and I'm stuck on the road."
"What did you say?" Cheng Haochen on the other side of the phone almost jumped up.
"Actually, I wanted to give you a surprise, so I came back early. Unexpectedly, the weather was extremely cold and the road froze in a short time."
"Why didn't you tell me if you wanted to see me? Can't I just go find you?" His tone was partly anxious and partly angry.
"Do you think God is your father and the road won't freeze if you come here?"
"Which section of road are you stuck on?"
"20 kilometers away from the city."
There was silence for a while, and he warned with concern, "Don't get out of the car when you are in the car. It will be very dangerous if you are surrounded by strangers. If you take a nap, maybe the situation will be better when you wake up."
"Yes. The staff are spreading snow melting agent, hoping it will melt soon." Yu Keqing said dullly, with a sad tone.
After she hung up the phone, she leaned on her seat in a daze, with countless things flashing through her mind...
Night has fallen, and the dark sky and bone-chilling weather add to the infinite chill.
The scenery in the distance is no longer visible, only the two-way traffic jammed on the road.
I don’t know how long it took, but she fell asleep...
Three hours passed, but she never slept well, waking up every once in a while and covering her cold body tightly with her hands.
Just when she was sleeping hazily, there was a sudden sound from the car window.
She raised her head. It was already night, the sky was endlessly dark, and the cold street lights were extremely weak.
Under the dim light of the street lamp, she saw a figure standing in the cold wind. The figure was tall and slender.
She rubbed her eyes and shook her head to confirm that she was indeed awake, and then looked out the window.
He is dusty and wears a thick long black coat, which shows a cold halo in the dim light. His usually neat hairstyle is a bit messy by the biting cold wind, with a few hair strands fluttering gently.
His face looked tired and haggard, his lips were slightly open, and he was breathing slightly. The white mist he exhaled was instantly blown away by the wind and frost without a trace.
Fatigue did not cover up his innate extraordinary temperament. In the dim light and shadow, his facial features became clearer and unparalleled.