By the time the evening came, she woke up and smelled food in the compartment, her stomach churned, it was really nauseating.
She pulled out the lunch box and tea canister from her bag and went to the dining car.
She brewed herself a cup of malted milk and ordered a palm-sized sweet pastry, sitting there to eat.
On the third of April in the lunar calendar, she got off the train.
During these few days on the train, she had calmed down. Wei Kaiyun had repeatedly mentioned that their relationship couldn't be known by others, so she couldn't ask directly.
Thus she went home, deciding to probe and ask tomorrow.
It wasn't until evening that her home was finally tidy. She made porridge for herself, eating it felt quite comforting, at least not feeling choked or nauseated.
Lying on the brick bed, she analyzed the situation. Wei Kaiyun's life should not be in danger; otherwise, they wouldn't have kept him for a month.
