For a moment, Xu Qizhen didn't know how to respond to Zhang Tong's words without making things even more awkward.
He parted his lips.
"..."
"Are you two still not leaving?"
Zhang Tong furrowed his brow.
Xu Qizhen: ...
It was the first time he realized just how unwelcome he was to Zhang Tong.
Couldn't he even wait this little while?
Xu Qizhen's slowness was beginning to wear on Zhang Tong's patience.
Couldn't he understand plain English?
The unexpected visitors had ruined his good mood.
He couldn't help but complain bitterly to himself.
Today really wasn't going well.
When Zhang Tong arrived earlier, he hadn't found what he was looking for in its usual place. His heart sank at once, and he thought someone else had gotten to it first.
Not even a bolt from the blue could describe how he'd felt then.
He stood frozen for a long while before reluctantly starting to search everywhere.
He couldn't just leave like that...
It was his last shred of confidence and hope.
Snow fell on his head and shoulders.
He hadn't even realized when it had started snowing again.
Hadn't it stopped earlier?
By the time he noticed, the snowfall had already grown rather heavy.
Irritably, he brushed the snowflakes from in front of his eyes.
Meltwater from the snow ran down his face.
Though it was freezing cold, and the chill seemed to pierce his bones, beads of sweat had formed across his forehead.
The feeling of his hair sticking to his skin made him frown in annoyance.
As time passed, his agitation grew.
His heart was racing wildly.
He felt like a balloon being pumped full of air.
More and more hydrogen was being pumped into him.
His body kept swelling.
He was right