The Mecha gradually receded into the distance. Mo Si, sitting in his seat, could only watch its shadow below through the transparent window.
After takeoff, the Mecha accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, even its shadow vanished from sight.
"Brother, are you still looking?"
"She must be inside by now." Mo Si looked away.
Zuo Kai was up front piloting the Mecha, leaving only Mo Si and Mo Chengyu in the cabin.
'Mo Chengyu truly hadn't expected her brother to catch on so quickly.'
'When he had first returned, no matter how much she hinted, he had insisted, "Qiuqiu is still young. We're just friends," refusing to face his true feelings.'
'But a couple of days ago, he had suddenly told her that he wasn't going home for New Year's this year.'
Mo Chengyu's first reaction was to think something had happened at the Pole again. "Did the Insect Race awaken during the winter?"
"No."
"Rebels?!"
"No."
"Then what is it?" Mo Chengyu's eyes were filled with curiosity.
