Awaiting His Arrival
Editor: Atlas Studios
In the night breeze, she looked so petite and yet so certain.
Pei Ziheng knew he could not dissuade her from going, and instead said, "I'll send you there." He got the chauffeur to drive the Rolls-Royce over and personally accompanied her to the airport in City S.
It was quiet in the car.
She sat in the back seat all curled up, like a small, injured animal.
Pei Ziheng said tenderly, "Catch some sleep, I'll wake you up when we're there."
She shook her head. There was no way she could fall asleep now, with so much running through her head.
The ride was smooth and they arrived at a petrol kiosk after about five hours. Pei Ziheng alighted and bought a warm bento set for her. "Have something warm, we still have a long way to go."
She looked up. Without receiving the meal, she asked Pei Ziheng, "How long more is this ride going to take?"