Wen Changling was about to walk as directed when Mr. Xie's voice came through her ear again, "Forget it, find somewhere you can take shelter from the rain and wait there for me."
She agreed, hung up the phone, and took shelter from the rain under the awning outside the milk tea shop. A snail lay on the support pole of the awning, seemingly also seeking shelter from the rain.
She was observing the snail's tentacles.
The snail's eyes were on its tentacles, which would regrow if broken. Ah Na had told her this, Ah Na loved reading and was like a walking encyclopedia.
"Changling."
She turned around and amidst the chaotic flow of traffic and people, spotted Mr. Xie at once; he was dressed in black and holding a red umbrella.
Red suited him very well.
It seemed the more intense, the more it suited him.
"How come you're so quick?" Wen Changling checked her phone, less than five minutes had passed since she hung up the call.
"Just happened to be nearby."