After work hours had long passed, Xia Yanxin still didn't want to leave. She sat in front of her desk, staring blankly at a pile of documents...
After a long while, she picked up her phone again and looked at the photo she had pulled up a few times. Each time she looked at it, it felt like a thorn pricking her heart, making her restless. Yet she couldn't help but think about it.
At this moment, while she was busy, where was he? What was he doing?
Yes, she was too busy, pouring all her energy into work, neglecting him, not having time to accompany him out... She had lost count of how many times he asked her to accompany him to social events, and she had refused. The excuse was being busy, but it wasn't an excuse; she was genuinely busy.
The phone beeped; she glanced at it, and it was a text from Ron.
"Sister Xia, I'm out for plein air painting and got lost. I took a picture of the street view. Could you come and pick me up?"
