"Old man, what on earth happened?" An Hao stepped forward to ask.
"An Hao, didn't Qiushu visit your house today? She hasn't returned home yet, and I came to ask if she's at your place?" the old man said.
"She hasn't returned by now? That's impossible, she left not long after lunch?"
"What? It's been such a long time since she left your place, but she still hasn't come back!" The old man was very anxious, his voice trembling a bit.
"Don't worry." Qin Jian reassured the old man, "Qiushu is not a child; she couldn't have just gotten lost. Maybe she had some errand to run on her way?"
"No, that's not possible." The old man said very certainly, "If she had something come up on her way, she would have come back to tell me first."
For many years, Lin Qiushu would always let her family know whatever she was doing.
She would never just leave without saying a word.
