"I pray that the heavens will bring her back to me."
Qin Zhi'ai wept even harder like a child.
Enough time had passed that her quick trip for magazines had turned into her name being broadcast repeatedly over the airport intercom system.
"Ms. Qin Zhi'ai, passenger of flight MH2345 bound for M, your plane is about to depart. Please board now."
But Qin Zhi'ai heard nothing as her sobs became so loud that they were audible throughout the store.
"Yusheng. Yusheng. Gu Yusheng…"
…...
When Gu Yusheng woke up from a nap on the sofa in Old Master Gu's hospital room, Xiaowang had only recently arrived.
Seeing him rouse from his sleep, Xiaowang immediately greeted him. "Master Gu."
Gu Yusheng's eyes fixed blankly on the ceiling, and he finally asked, "What time is it?"
"It's 12:15."