"Where to?"
Yang Gang thought they were going to the hospital, where Lin Qingyu's father was. But Lin Qingyu gave a surprising answer.
"Airport." Lin Qingyu said.
"Huh?" Yang Gang, looking at Lin Qingyu with confusion, asked, "Why are we going to the airport?"
Lin Qingyu didn't answer, and then after a little while, a familiar figure appeared.
It was indeed Lin Qingyu.
Looking somewhat sheepish, she tilted her head slightly and rubbed her hands together.
Yang Gang was startled. What was all this shyness about?
"Hey, Qingyu, you're not going to meet some hookup, are you?"
"He's an online friend!"
"What's the difference? It reminds me of the spicy hot pot meme that costs six yuan," quipped Yang Gang.
"What's that?" asked Lin Qingyu curiously.
"A girl in Qingdao flew thousands of miles to Chengdu to meet her online boyfriend, who then treated her to a six yuan hot pot and slept with her thirteen times. She felt quite ripped off," Yang Gang explained.