"It sounds a little silly, doesn't it?" Chan Lee gave him a sheepish smile before she took a bit of her sushi triangle. "A girl runs away from home to prove herself to her family, and yet the very moment that she arrived—she doesn't even know how to take the bus."
Han Jing blinked and took a sip of his milk tea, again. He wasn't so sure what to say about that—was she talking of a drama series, a movie or about herself. He had a feeling that it was her. He twisted the cap back on his drink, "Sounds like she needed a little more preparation."
"I know," Chan Lee sighed. The young woman sat across from him in the convenience store, her bag rested against the glass windows. When she said that she wanted a break, he didn't expect it to be a 'snack break' and yet here they were. "In the end, her family still does their own way to help her. The place that she's staying in? It's something owned by her uncle, or something… I actually forgot the details. Let me search it up again."
